I cannot to this day explain exactly why that idea stuck so deeply in my mind, but the image of riding a horse without all the tack and paraphernalia ...eemed somehow more natural and closer to the horse. If I was going to belly ride then what could be closer? So anything that helped must be a good idea, right?I will skip details of my time in Marseille, most of it was spent at the offices and factories of the company eager to gain a licence for my inventions, ALL of it was spent apologising for. “AHH!” Her body convulsed in a violent orgasm and she let out an almighty wail that would wake the whole street. Stamina held her tight at the hips as he continued to tongue-fuck her through the climax, prolonging her ecstasy. It really was like something straight out of a porn movie. Jack’s cock twitched but its constraint stemmed the build of his orgasm, frustrating him. Ejaculating was what he was best at and now that ability was being denied him by his evil nemesis. It was torture of the. ___________________________________________Admiral Hartwell was starting to feel like a prisoner on the ship. It was bad enough that his sister was there with her snide comments. He also had the Tendraxian female Bee to deal with, well, her and that damnable bond that she wanted. To Hartwell who'd had no one but his comrades all his life, it seemed like he'd give up his freedom.That was the thing wasn't it? He'd been trying to study all he could on the bonding the Tendraxians did. It seemed a. This time she picked me and put her hand right inside my pants and under my underpants and started playing with me."Do you trust me?" "Yes" Then she pulled my cock right out of my pants and started beating me off. "Do you trust me?" "Yes" As I said it, my dick erupted two quick, powerful squirts, the first about two feet high and the second one maybe a foot or so. After that it kept dribbling on Rachel's fist as she continued with her up and down hand action. That pretty much ended the game. I.