Then I got bolder and, holding my thumb and fingers in an “O”, gently pulled his sheath back to expose his full cock. That’s when I got my surpr...se. His cock was HUGE, at least as big as mine in girth, not counting his knot and instantly changed my previous bias against small breeds (DAMN him! Now I’m checking ALL breeds out!) As I started to jerk his cock at the base, he started to hump my hand and that’s when I slid around to stick my mouth in front of his cock. I had control of him so that. Again and again it pushed into me; the movement began to rock the bedand caused the high canopy to gently sway under the repeated momentum.I tried to remove myself from what was happening to me, but somethingheld me against the bed, its continued repetition causing the wood tocreak and groan.I could not believe this was happening to me. Icy open mouthed kissespressing me with their unbridled love, forcing my own tongue intobattle. With each thrust upward in the bed, my breath was forcedoutward;. ?Poor, sweet Lee. This is going to go in your ass now.? Swiftly she lubricated it, and then pushed it into his ass. His anus was so tight that it wouldn’t go initially, but after a bit of persistence, it was lodged firmly up his ass and secured in place by the own tightness of his anal ring.?Do you know what this contraption I’ve got you in is called? This could be a bit of an English lesson, actually. It’s called a spanking horse. Or a Berkeley horse, more precisely. Let me show you how we use. He undid the clasps on his suit in order access his loins, slipping his hand beneath his underwear and trying to think of something more wholesome than what he had been subjected to over the past week. Damn it, his hand was like a block of ice, the ground was hard and uncomfortable beneath him. Come on Schaffer, it’s just a biological need, get it over with.It was slow going, but he worked up a rhythm, getting into the mood as he tried to conjure up memories of his last shore leave. Just as he.