Cal said he used to work there when he was in high school. He said that’s where his brother taught him to ride. He says they use the horses to work ...ith disadvantaged and abused children; that’s the therapy part I suppose. Look, I love horses, all horses, but sometimes you have to draw the line; if they’re too bad off isn’t it more humane to just put them out of their misery and turn them into dog food?Look, I’ve got my money, but Cal’s still got to get his. I’ll hang around till something, or. (I learnt later that his wife took photos of that first cock in me). There I was bent over, with lovely soft sexy underwear all over my body, looking like a woman, with a cock up my backside. The sensation from the toothpaste and his cock was mind-shattering. I was groaning with ecstacy, a man, I don't know which, started to suck my cock while the other cock was fucking me. I was told afterwards that while the husband was fucking me, one of the other men was fucking him. THe wife then came and. Your breathing is fast. You double over. Your legs quiver. My fingers are being crushed by the tightening of your insides. Your juices are flowing over my fingers like a flood. Still holding my arm in place, your body convulses as the after effects of your orgasm course through your being. As they subside you relax your grip on me and resume your rightful position in the seat. I slowly remove my fingers from your drenched pussy and bring them to my mouth. I taste your pungently delicious. “See you at home.”As they parted, Joan yelled out, “Thanks, Erin. I love you.”Dave, Dale, Emily, Amanda, and Joan hustled out the back door to the judicial center across the back alley and into the parking lot. Dave found the car; they piled in, and were on the way home in seconds. There was little talk in the car. After coming through the gates, Dave parked Erin’s car by her townhouse and the five of them walked to the Circle core, cutting between two houses.As they walked, Joan took Amanda’s.