..but didn’t move…the tongue was good…the hand on her arse better…the hand headed under her bulky dress was way more interesting …it was mov...ng fast and trying to touch her fanny…she experienced a new first sensational private wetness.Sister Rosemary felt a crowd of hardness,as Murray dominated her vision…the security agent taking his lead from Bernard…fuck or flight…it was fuck….Bernard hit Sister Margret’s fucking pantyhose…shit…he felt around…a slight ladder; he ripped it open….the startling. It dimly registered that Sam was cumming with all of us, completing the fantasy. Sam was still vigorously stroking in and out of my pussy until both of us were spent, and she finally slowed. She remained inside my pussy, making only small pleasurable movements as she released the buckles on my harness, letting it drop from my mouth.The men on the screen had slowed as well. Finally both men withdrew their cocks from the middle man, and the man at the rear came to the front and shared a mouthful. But last night, something interesting happened, that made me think about writing this down.Well, I was on one of those "team-building crap" get togethers, with my coworkers (attending was mandatory which agraveted me, since I wanted to watch NED vs CRC world cup quarter-final).So, about twenty of us were, in some kind of boat - raft - night club (those who have visited Belgrade know what I am talking about), and we all had a couple of drinks, and I must admitt, it was nice. Somewhere after. ’ The Rancher’s eyes pop wide.The Cowboy continued, ‘Is this your master?’‘Yep, he sure is.’‘Does he treat you alright?’‘Sure does. Every day he takes me for a walk, he feeds me all kinds of great food, and once a week he takes me to the lake to play.’ Rancher was dumbfounded.The Cowboy said to the Rancher, ‘Is that your horse over there?’‘Yes.’‘Do you mind if I talk to him?’The Rancher replied, ‘I know the dog spoke to you, but I know for a fact that horses can’t talk.’‘Well, then what would.