I run the fingertips of my other hand lightly over my balls, ruffling my pubic hair. My magazine opens at pictures of a dark haired woman, perhaps ear...y thirties, naked except for red high heels: Alison. In one picture she’s squatting with her legs as wide as she can get them, with the camera pointed straight up between her legs. She’s got thick black hair round her pink vagina lips, and big brown nipples. On the opposite page she’s standing with one high heeled foot up on a chair, her back. Shaving, dressing, breakfast, all part of the same dream, throughout which Stephen kept looking at Sarah and imagined doing all sorts of dirty and nasty things to her. Finally, Sarah gathered her things and headed for the door. Stephen had always had a thing for beautiful women in business attire and always thought that Sarah looked stunning in them. Today she was wearing a crisp, short sleeved white blouse that hugged her incredible figure – making her tits look at least a cup size larger. If you do I'll take my clothes off and we can enjoy the day together while I show you how wonderful you can feel being with a woman."I really couldn't talk for a few seconds as my mind processed her words. She was offering me sex, sex with her, sex with her for the rest of the day. And Mrs. M was a really pretty woman."Should I get undressed?"Was I scared? Oh, shit, was I. This was it, sex, and it was with my best friend's mother. An older woman, not some girl my age like I had expected. And. At the rate they were going they would average about 3 dogs per hour for the next 9 hours. Of course, I would have 9 stallions in that time.I stayed in place but my stud went soft and I slipped out of the sling keeping the catheters in place. The next horse was just as big and I mounted him easily. He was locked into me in a matter of minutes with a fresh supply of sperm for the girls. I myself was keeping up with them by ingesting one load after another from healthy cocks being fed to me while.