There I found an advert for a gay masseur working from home. I made an appointment and went one afternoon feeling quite nervous. He explained he was a... ex ballet performer and he was quite effeminate. I stripped off and laid face down on his maasage table and he put soft music on and lit an incense stick. Then he started to oil me. Wow , I had to keep moving as my cock hardened underneath me as his hands slowly caressed my back and then dug deep into my buttocks, then he slowly spread my cheeks. !"There about a hundred yards from me stood then a draft horse doing some odd stretching of its legs, as then its torso, all the while flagging his tail, shaking his mane, and occasionally screaming an excited sounding whinny.What was my friend did much the same manner of arms and legs stretching, as turned then to facing me, pointed at me, and exclaimed, "Tell not a sole of what you have seen as what you witnessed here today, unless you would wish of learn what its like to become a horse. But as he started leaking precum, and I could taste it, I tried to pull off, but he held my head and increased his fucking motion. I was no longer sucking his cock, he was fucking my mouth.“That’s it, cocksucker, take it,” He said.I wanted to respond, but was not able. The leaking precum continued to flow and the taste was not bad at all. In fact, I liked it.I don’t know how long he fucked my mouth before he started to grunt and said, “Here it comes cocksucker.”Then he blew his second load in. " Sitzt das Mundstueck auch richtig.? fragte Antje und Maike nickte nur.Antje schloss den Blasebalg an das Ventil an und fuellte die Haube mit Luft. Das weiche Latex im inneren der Haube schmiegte sich fest an Maikes Gesicht. Der Druck wurde immer staerker und Maike rauschte das Blut in den Ohren und sie begann schon leicht zu zappeln. Genuesslich pumpte Antje weiter. So weit, bis die aeussere Huelle fasst zu platzen schien und Maike einen Ballon als Kopf hatte. Vergeblich versuchte Maike die.