If it is more ancient and somewhat faded, I let my imagination come up with the details surrounding the basic concept. As such, my fantasies are a ble...d of reality and fiction.This particular fantasy happened a few months ago. I had only just created my bucket list—for those of you who are unaware of this fact, I recently started doing all the things I told myself I would one day do, only to put them off over and over again—and one of the first items on the list was: Ride a horse.I have a vague. Frankie had lost count of how many times she had cum now, he just pumped and pumped his fingers in and out of her, still kissing her his other hand massaging her now engorged nipple. Frankie herself still stroking and pulling on his cock which was now seeping precum, she just wanted it in her mouth, but he wasn’t letting up, finally after cumming so many times she felt her whole body start to shake as he increased his speed her legs lost their balance and the butterflies started in her stomach. We lay there for a few minutes enjoying the embrace, then she turned around “no son don’t pull it out yet, keep it in there please, I just want to turn around and look at you” with that said she did it like she was break dancing and looked very sexy the movement gave me another strong hard on. “Aww baby you still want more… first let’s get out of this mess then we’ll go again” so we made a plan to call the cops as that was the only solution. I knew father had a gun and at this point, anything. Tips like these take some getting used to, but theylook great."Stu finally returned with Kim to the room, and Lori was ready for himthe second he walked into the room. She quickly wrapped her plastic capearound him and began spritzing his hair with some form of solution."Time to jazz you up honey," said Lori enthusiastically, as she ran herfingers through his hair. "Big night tonight Stu! I want to make sureSusan shines!" I bet you do," said Stu."Ok, set time honey," said Lori. "Kim, roll me.