I remember a fleeting thought again that maybe Pierre had set me up withthis girl. It was hard to figure, but I was making time with a gorgeousdame wh... could be Rita Hayworth's sister. What was there to complainabout?But then, those sensations started to feel even more wonderful but inplaces where I shouldn't have felt much. Why was the girl underneath merubbing my chest like that and why did it feel so good? Why did my chestfeel so big, so... flabby? "Hold on," I said as I sat up straddling. The guy was still alive, somehow, when Jaime moved the chair out of the way, and centered his victim in the large plastic sheet. He looked over at me, and even though I was feeling nauseous, I had to add my own signature to the effort. I unzipped and pissed on the fucker, in his face, taking my time, shaking off the last few drops.Jaime folded the ends of the plastic in, and rolled it up. If he was still alive, it wouldn't be for long. Suffocation was too good for him anyway. He took a roll of. .. “Well, the lab is running a breeding programme to get young foals to sexual maturity much quicker”.. “They use your sperm, with some other Artificial Insemination techniques up the Brood Mares” ..more sucking.. “Look at the monitor over there; see those two young grey foals, can only be two months old” .. “They’re already showing signs of wanting to breed”.Amy looked up over Lucy’s shoulder, who was now removing the strap-on from Sam’s arse and experimenting with a comfortable cuntal. “Don’t you two look nice” she said, taking in both me, and Rach, who had just come through the kitchen door behind me. Mom turned through the open front door, and Rach, taking my hand as she passed, led me outside to the car, only letting go when our mom spun to face us as she slid into the driver’s seat.We sat in the back seat, Rach’s pinky again slithering up and down mine. As we neared the airport, and our mom’s attention was increasingly focused on the traffic, Rach leaned over and.