When his cock pulledout of me a big spurt of horse cum flew out and thickstreams dribbled down my leg. I giggled, I was a spermslut and got off on it!...I did in fact REALLY enjoy it. Over the next few weeks, twice a day like clock work. Idid every depraved thing I could think of to do with ahorse cock. I played with it, I sucked on it, and Istuffed it in my ass. I could only get about fourinches inside me, but the cum is what really turned meon. One day I used my big travel mug to catch as. She enjoyed mothering him, talking to him as if he was a small child. This time she used her new wanton knowledge of his perverse ways, and pleasured him with her mouth, and rode him like a cowgirl. John thought he might have to teach her just what silk scarves were for.John took a giant stag which looked like a cross between an elk and a moose, but without the moose's nose. He seemed to remember seeing a picture of an 'Irish Stag' but he was sure he wasn't in Ireland, no matter what year it. Jessica had seen the expression on her friend's face before – many times in fact. "Okay. Enough. Stop that!" "No, you stop it." Donna answered with a sigh and a mischievous grin. "Don't you dare sit there and tell me you've never thought about it." "Thought about what?" "You know what I'm talking about and I know you that you what I'm talking about. Don't pretend like you don't." Jessica shook her head and shifted in her chair. Though she could never admit it, she and Donna were working on. He respected me enough not to tell me that I must not tell Mom about our little interlude."Henry? Joey? Who are they, Dad?" There's no need for a whore to have your correct name, Bobby."Back to that first Sunday after Church when I finally got my fantasy satisfied with Mom."Every time you fucked a girl?"I blushed at her language but I nodded."You're such a sweet boy. Why don't you show me how you do it?"I looked at her face and saw only her Mona Lisa smile. The scene was unbelievable. She was.