My cock got harder. My nipples tingled and got erect against my shirt – I was imaging his big prick in my mouth and my cock going in and out of his ...ight ass. My asshole closed nervously – I was going to feel his thick cock open me up – could I take it?We finally got there and we went into my house. Thank goodness it was dark – I don’t think any neighbours saw me bringing this guy home. Would they? I wasn’t sure but I was too desperate to fuck him and be fucked by him to stop anyway. I. I readily agreed with the passion I have at servicing my Mistress. My Mistresses first instruction was for me to go home take a shower and make sure I was all cleaned shaven. Then she instructed for me to put on my Bodysuit and Stockings. I asked My Mistress pantyhose or garters and stockings, because My Mistress has never asked me to put on Garters and Stockings. When my Mistress texted back “Stockings “ My body shivered with a new excitement, you see my Mistress has not worn her cock in a. I had both my hands behind me, not just to prop me up but to stop me from being pushed back. I shouted at him, “Fuck me you bastard, come on show me what an ugly bastard like you can do!”His eyes were on stalks, he looked at me with rage as he fucked me in anger. His tight grip around my thighs pulled me onto his cock violently. He sneered at me and said, “Bitch I’m going to shove the whole thing up your cunt.”I shouted back, “Go on then you ugly bastard. Do it!”He kept fucking hard when he. "Jack leaned against a stall door on the end and sighed."Got some mares early tomorrow ... at least their stalls are available."She shrugged."I got paid extra to clean them this morning," she said, "I had some extra help on the stead so the next couple days, it won't be any problem."He nodded."I'll be in the tack room if you need me."Ah yes, she thought, his office away from the house. It had been an actual tack room once but it had since been renovated into two compartments, an office and a.