I'd thought I might be too tired to run after so much sex and so little sleep, but I felt fine. I quickly changed, wrote a "Gone Running" note on a st...cky, stuck it on the outside of my bedroom door, and headed out.I did some warm-ups because my soccer coach makes a big issue about them, then started the course I had planned. Roughly a mile, I guessed, in a loop that ended back at home. It had some small inclines to test myself on, and I could run it the other way around for some variety. The. She was a very attractive lady, and, just before she made me cum, which she said I would be at my largest, she measured me quickly, and allowed me to finish, wearing a condom. She redressed, and took the measurements to the doctor and he finished the surgery. He had opened her from a half inch above her clitoris, to her navel. He had removed her womb, both ovaries, and her Fallopian tubes. He had used the measurements to leave enough of her uterus for us (HER) to have sex comfortably in the. With my rifle I could take one from long distance. I examined a lot of the hoof prints and as I'd seen before, they looked exactly like prints that horses left, only much bigger, they were easily half again the size of any earth horses I'd ever seen. It seemed that there were at least ten that had come here to drink and maybe as many as fifteen mature animals, while probably four yearling sized and maybe six to eight foal sized were in the bunch too.I headed out in the direction they'd gone,. ?My, what a good little sex slave girl you are. You’ve done well. At some point I want to find out just how you got so proficient at cunt lapping, youngster,? Gloria said. ?But, before we get to that, I want to bend you over this stool backwards, with your tits up in the air. I’ve had my eyes on them all day. I have a feeling that you want me to beat the hell out of those little darlings, and I’m sure you’ll beg me to do just that. So, let’s here you beg for me to whip your tits, pain.