Abigail struggled to think of something to handle this. But a strong smell seemed to dull her senses and weaken her thoughts. It was breeding season,...and Titan was going to be in an aggressive rut for the season if something wasn’t done. The smell of his strong musk only seemed to make the girl nauseous. It was suffocating, yet she couldn’t bring herself to leave the barn. Thinking harder and harder, Abigail couldn’t see any other solution. Swallowing hard, she quickly ran to the barn door,. This time I managed to get theremaining buttons undone! Just as was finally going to get my reward heturned over, I just about managed to get my hand out before he slept on it!I once more got out and sat in the chair -- my cock was throbbing and bynow AI removed my pants and shirt and just sat there in my jockeys with araging hard on!He seemed to be on his back for 20 minutes this time longer then before. Ifound myself timing his moves. I let him twist and turn once more and thenI pounced!My. Why would I be interested in a boy in panties, with a hamsterdick, who's about to have his face painted? You're as safe as safe canbe."He trembled at that onslaught of bad news. She led him to her vanitytable and sat him down. Angel used something to wipe his face,presumably cleansing it before proceeding. Then she applied foundation.Next, she went to work with some of her plentiful tools ofbeautification, on his eyes, cheeks and mouth. It was so odd to havethose brushes, pads and tubes. I was enjoying myself and hadn't experienced a night like that in a very long time. As we danced, the alcohol took over and things started to get a little hot. Mario and I began dancing up against each other and before I knew it, I was grinding my ass into his crotch. I was having so much fun and was so drunk that I didn't bother stopping him and we proceeded to do this for a little while. Things got very hot and after enjoying ourselves like that for a bit, Mario offered me a ride home. Next.