She liked horse-cock."Maybe I can't fuck you." she murmured, kissing his thick cock. "But I can suck your cock."With that, she moaned softly and wiggl...d into a more comfortable position on her knees, squatting below her pet. She ran her hand up and down the full length of his prick and kissed the end of it. She saw his piss-hole, big and almost open, and she licked the tip of her tongue into it. Her pony grunted. Pam moaned and licked his cock-head passionately, her feeling soaring again.Her. But there was one thing that Alan wanted to do before he left. He'd hidden one of the rings and one of the collars from the sex shop in his pockets and, as their conversation started to wind down, he decided the time was ripe.He stood up, hid both presents behind his back, and then knelt down in front of Glory as she remained sitting on the sofa.She joked, "Well, well, well. This is an interesting turn of events. I've been between your legs often enough, but I rarely see you between mine."That. . and I do... oh, baby, I do...I lick it off your tip... savoring its taste on my tongue. The sweetness of it excites me... I feel myself getting even wetter. I take your cock into my mouth once again... pressing it all the way back to my throat... stroking your cock only once more... then I feel your cock pulsate in sync with your increasing moans. A sure sign of the pending explosion. I press your cock deep into my mouth one final time as you release your load of hot, sweet cum. I swallow. The boys had graced her hen night as well. One of her hen nights.Helen’s plans had been so markedly different from those of her other friends, the ones she retained from school, that two bachelorette evenings were required. There had been the sedate one and the secret, the latter taking place in a hotel suite with select guests from work. It had been full of drunken frivolity and more than one surprise.“Oops – I probably shouldn’t show you these,” Helen said, of the floral pill-box that had.