' I exasperatedly exclaim as quietly as possible, as Prentice pulled his cock back and slammed it again into my butt, 'oh...oh...oh...good dick...that...s good dick...Yeah baby...that's good dick...give it to me please let me have it...this pussies yours baby...you can get when you want it...get it baby get it.' Prentice set into hunching back and forth sliding his enormously huge cock back and forth. I was frantically gasping for breath be the pain of his entrance and egress. With each advance. She could feel the wind blowing her hair back and she clung tightly to Golden Flash's mane with both of her tiny fists, thoroughly in control of the ride. Tamara had often considered being a jockey when she grew up. She figured she would be good at itAnd she was the right size to ride professionally as well.She couldn't believe that there were people in the world who rode horses and got paid for it too.That seemed like a dream come true to the little girlShe took the horse deep into the woods. "But this is Vegas," I said.I heard a gulp. "Is your bra still on?" I asked."Still on what?" she said. "See you in the morning!"A minute later she texted me a picture of her face next to a roll of toilet paper, her two hands pushing her cleavage up into a nice big shelf, with an upside down shot glass propped up on it. Her make-up was still perfect, though. She'd been putting on the drunk a little for her friends.So I was all alone in this big hotel room. I walked into the first bed room (big. "We walked back into the bar and returned to the guys seated at the table."Everything OK?" Paul asked me directly."Yes, thanks," I whispered and gently touched my throat.The two gents stood up and ushered us into the alcove so that we sat either side of the table. Paul sat by Sam's side and Ross by mine."So where's hubby tonight?" Paul asked Sam with a mischievous glint in his eye.'Oh fine, you know where I am!' It was as well Ross couldn't read thoughts."He went to the pub to watch some game.