Certainly, they were everything that the message boards and pop-up adverts had promised. A pit, she could think of no better word, filled with taut, t...nned flesh entwined in every conceivable combination of sexual possibilities. The bodies themselves rippled with perfection. No saggy flesh here. No wrinkles. No pimples. No grey streaks or artificial hair dyes. No premature baldness or moles or birthmarks or blemishes or acne scars. A universality of bountiful breasts and finely honed pectorals,. I just loved her tits and ass. She was a real beauty. “Did Daddy miss me? My kitty missed Daddy’s big baton. I love to be a dirty princess for my Daddy.” “I missed you so much. My cock aches to fuck your asshole. You're a good little whore for your Daddy.” "I love Daddy and love his big cock." I squeezed her breasts together while continuing to kiss her. Mia walked on the side of me to get some attention too. I broke away from Mary and kissed Mia on her lips. I put my hands on her pussy and. He stood at 18.2 hands. He was a massively, gorgeous stallion. He was owned by His Highness Sheikh Kadim al-Barizi, Chief Economic Secretary at the embassy of the Emirate of Muttasa Bhari in Washington, D.C. Brutus Maximus was the royal’s 12 year-old daughter’s horse for dressage.The stallion had provided well worth the investment with him and young Sheikha Alia, having collected first or second place trophies in all five of their competitions. Brutus Maximus was the talk of the stables. There. “Ok, we’re here!” the cab driver said.“Oh! Ok then!” Josh replied, being startled awake.Rubbing his eyes momentarily, he pulled out some money and paid the driver before exiting the cab to collect his bags. After slinging his backpack over his shoulder and grabbing his suitcase, he turned to the entrance of the hotel, only to be horrified with what he now saw.“Wait ... this isn’t the right place...”The building in front of him bore a sign reading “Motel Azteca.” The motel itself looked like the.