Like I'd finally let out a huge mass of corrosive goo that had been eating away at me. I felt light, and strangely free, relaxed in a way I hadn't fel... in a long time. Even my hornyness had subsided. I slept like a rock after Kay tucked me in.Unfortunately, the feeling didn't last. When I awoke on Monday, I was nervous again. I realized that I'd have to see John, never mind the fact that all I wanted to do was see John. I was worried what that would be like. Would it be painful? Embarrassing?. Very slowly, with much care and tenderness, he started to move. In and out, his cock slid in her tunnel. Sam’s face turned from a grimace to one of rapture. She brought her legs around Tim’s waist and soon she returned his thrusts. In the quiet of the night you only heard their excited panting and skin slapping against skin. Tim soon forgot everything around him and surrendered to this new feeling. Sam’s pussy stroked his cock sending electric shockwaves to his body. He only had thoughts of the. Good, she thought."You've been a good boy, Tom. But who owns your cock?" You do," Tom murmured, then yelled out, "You own my cock, Mel!" Such a good boy. You deserve a reward." Melanie leaned forward and guided his dick into her again, but this time, it was her asshole. Both their eyes widened. Tom's with shock, Mel's with pain and pleasure. She only made it half way down Tom's cock when it erupted with a moan. She could feel each pulse of his cock, and lost track of how many times he must have. Soon he added another finger, then another. With four thick black fingers spreading her anus she started to produce a high pitch wail. Satisfied with his work, Ole’ Joe wiped his hands on his dirty old shirt. Then moved back to the hydraulic foot pedal and raised the table so that Shannon’s ass hole was aligned with that long horse cock, then he went to the head of the cart. It just might be another day on the farm for Ole’ Joe but the large bulge in his pants indicated otherwise.Mack moved to.