It's half past nine on Friday, I still lay in our bed and snore. He gets up and usually feeds all the horses and does your routine with the beautiful ...raft horse. Suddenly, I wake up and notice he's leaving the house, I follow him. I Watch through the window at the barn of the stallion. He walks in and the stallion notices my boyfriend and snorts happily. He walks up to him and he rubs his snout very gently against his arm, he has never done anything like that, weird. My boyfriend walks into. He fumbled with the keys to his car until he managed to unlock it. Then he sat in the passenger seat and masturbated like a pervert, his need too urgent to care that anyone could walk by and see him. He came in less than a minute, all the time thinking about his sisters body, thinking about those lips wrapped around his cock. He cleaned up and drove back to work. He went about his work as normally as possible, but found himself staring off into space, his mind going back to his sister. He went. “I have to make some adjustments to your outfit first.” I said. Rochelle looked taken aback.“What’s the problem?” She asked.“Nothing, I just need to give you some accessory presents.”“Like what?” She asked.“Take your dress off.”“I thought you said that the action happens back there?” Rochelle asked smugly as she reached back and pulled her zipper down.“It does, I’m just getting you ready.” I asked as Rochelle shimmied out of her dress and stepped out of it. She stood there in just her matching. Okay?“Yes. So, here goes. You know about the hospitality suite, and that we were serving about 60 guests over four hours with appetizers and drinks. We also had our entire field sales team there.”“Right. You told me about that. What happened?”“My room was attached to the suite just like a bedroom in a house or apartment. As the night was coming to a close, there was a toast made to the show and its success. I hadn’t had anything to drink all night, so one of the men handed me a glass of wine..