He could see her reach over to the coffee table and pick up a small notebook and pen. She made some notes and then in a sharp, controlled tone instruc...ed him, “You may prepare me some tea and clean up the dishes.” For the next few minutes he went about his duties and tried to familiarize himself with the immaculate kitchen. He laid out a selection of various teas on a small plate and returned to the living room so that Mistress could make a choice. He was hoping that this little added touch. Blonde and sweet looking. I emailed her and suggested we could meet and I would tell her about hypnosis. We both had AOL so I could tell when she read her email. She never did. Finally, I IM'd her and suggested we meet. She said, "How do I know I can trust you?"Good question. I told her I was sixty five and harmless. I was a successful businessman with a web page that had a picture and telephone number. I asked her how old *she* was. She responded eighteen. Terrific! A little younger than I. ..and no idea whatto wear or how to act..or anything. The whole thing would beridiculous. The girls of the gathering assured me they wouldtake care of it all, and would even come by my house thatnight to get me fixed up. Ohhhh...there was one other condition. No one else inthe school was to know it was me. I HAD to try to pass forthe entire school! Three girls came over about 7:00 that evening with acouple of bags of clothing and accessories. Fortunately myparents were out of town. He'd introduced a lot of girls to stallions, and he knew that once they got a whiff of horse-dick, once they got turned on by the size of a stallion's cock, they were hooked. And once they were hooked, they'd do anything with the horse--suck it, fuck it, kiss its asshole--anything!Cindy's cunt throbbed faster as she sniffed the horse-cock. Her asshole throbbed too, leaking Shawn's cum. He didn't like to waste cum, so he didn't mind licking up the juices that oozed from Cindy's fuckholes. He.