He flew through the air for at least five feet before landing on his back with his head contacting the metal seat support at the base. When I checked,...he was still breathing but not very well.I noticed the second problem while all of this was going on. We had been wearing disguises and mine was no longer functional. The baseball cap and wig weren't with me anymore. I guess the activity had been a bit much for them.Even before the action was over I could hear people getting excited about my. I couldn't breathe but I kept the stimulation up by pumping with my hand then swirling the tip with my tongue. When I had got my breath back, I plunged back onto his cock taking it deep down my throat repeatedly pulling away and then sliding down until eventually I heard him grunt, and growl, his cock started to spasm and pulsate and then he shot his first load of cum at the back of my mouth, the hot sticky fluid dripped down and choked my throat, gagging me a bit. I finally swallowed his first. Then we'll have to park them, reassuring us they'll be safe until we retrieve them later, and to follow him on foot from there. It's only a short, maybe half-mile ride to the edge of town where we park our bikes by leaning them up against the backside of a small grove of trees, out of sight from the road. Following him down a small path back into the jungle, we soon come into a small clearing and see a cabin-like native hut, that's the best I can describe it. Walking up to it with our guide, he. What happened?” Ann explained that Rhonda had used the horse. “Oh dear, and you wanted to have some fun too did you?” asked Jean. “Well yes I did…..I do” replied Ann. “Well come into the back room” Jean said. They went into the room and Ann gasped. Lying in the corner was Digger. “Well he is not a horse honey but he has a big cock and likes women” whispered Jean. Jean called Digger and he padded up to Ann. Her scent was strong and he pushed his nose into her crutch and began to lick her. “Oh my.