Sometimes, it wondered how many dozens of gallons of milk it had produced. Sometimes, it wondered how many men had used its mouth and ass for their pl...asure. Or how many women had let it lick and fuck them with its modified tongue. Or how many mares had been impregnated by the gallons of horse semen that had been collected from its huge, slack cunt after a good breeding session with someone's prize stallion.Another sound. The door closing and two people walking across the floor, circling. At this point her real reason for being here was going to have to wait.She was now moving up and down and her wonderful pussy was giving me unspeakable pleasures as it pulsated and squeezed my cock. With our minds merged, our sexual pleasure was now also being merged and I felt everything that she was feeling along with my own! Just as I exploded into a massive cum I felt a warm, wet rush of fluid running down my leg. Mary was trying to be quiet but her gasps were driving me wild. I stood up. Tortured and aroused, he jumps as he is commanded to kneel. He rises from his position on all fours and sits on his heels. He realises that he can still catch her scent on his face. He inhales, holding her scent in his mind, knowing he will recognise her now, sighted or unsighted. She has marked him as her own.She moves and his wrists are cuffed, the metal clasps clanking behind him. "UP!" Paul hastily gets to his feet at the barked command. Suddenly his ankles are kicked apart and a spreader. The size of a mans cock was more important then looks or skin color. And since she had had only one BBC in her life, ( a high school friend ). She didn't care about skin color. Only that for her 30th birthday I would surprise her with a cock big enough so that she would remember turning 30 for years to come. Well since the internet was coming of age. And seeking fresh meat was so much easier now. I began looking for that special birthday gift. After screening several males of all backgrounds, i.