Also, you can take him for a ride tomorrow, just be sure to oil his saddle and tack first.’ ‘With pleasure Sir!’ the boy responded with a wide g...in. ‘Mark as payment for your efforts, here.’ Sebastian tossed the boy a five piece copper coin. ‘I’ll make sure he gets the best oats possible!’ the boy grinned as Sebastian handed him the reins. ‘Let’s go Riley, I have a special stall for you.’ ‘You spoil the boy,’ the stable owner admonished. ‘Is it not good to spoil a boy now and again?’ Sebastian. But each night for every year of her life, the Mistress has arrived and whispered words into her ear and filled her dreams with lust. Today the mistress judged our daughter as the hottest of her stable and is blessing my husband with her. But now it is time for another. I am still young but soon I will not be prime for being filled and bred. So now I make another. This time however, the mistress wants 100 men to own me. This time she wants 100 loads of cum swimming in my womb, combing to create. "He drops us - he loses the title. He's on a $10,000 bonus to win that title. Hell'll freeze over before he dumps you and me - well, me anyway. No, I'm gonna sort that frigid little bitch out - and you and Karen are gonna help me."Tommy felt a flutter in his guts as he eyed Joe's determined face. "What can Karen do?" he asked."She can set her up - somewhere quiet where we can have a private little chat. I think I know what's wrong with Sandy Jackson..."Karen watched covertly as the. They did not writhe in ecstasy underneath a thrusting male, not their husband, begging, "Drive your fleshy bayonet deeper into my receptive dell," as Susannah later did of me.But I run ahead of myself.As we continued walking along the path by the beck, Susannah asked. "Tell me, John, how are the fashionable ladies of London wearing their hair this year?" I confessed I had not been to London, and that the last place of any size that I had been was Bordeaux."Well, how did the ladies of Bordeaux.