Imagine it yourself. But apparently, best of all are thethrobbing pulses of a come inside you, with the hot wet feelingimmediately afterwards. It's al...o an acquired taste, apparently (Melaniehad acquired it already). I fell asleep thinking how great it would be tobe a guy fucking a hot bitch like Melanie, or even Anastasia (who wasskinny) or even Lydia's bottomless pit, the latters' legs bent back morethan 180 degrees, making their red turkey-wattle genitalia stand out, andwith their toes. You are approaching the stable; how are you dressed?" Am I to ride alone?" she asked."Yes, you are all alone," I replied. "With Watson." I tried to suppress the smile in case Palmerston was watching me."Then I shan't ride side-saddle," she said. "I don't enjoy it. If there are to be no men about then I would be wearing jodhpurs and a riding blouse. The fit it close and comfortable but somewhat immodest, so they are not suitable for mixed company. But if I am to be alone with Watson... , " she. Her hands sliding just above my pubic hair. My heart began racing as I waited for my cock to be touched for the first time by someone else. Her hands slide past my cock on onto my thighs and onward to my shins. My heart sank. She skipped over my cock completely. I could feel my erection weakening slightly. But just as I was about to give up hope she picked up the bottle of oil and dumped it into her hand. With one hand she gently grasped the base of my cock that had instantly returned to. "But I think I might like it most if you tied me to one of the whipping benches, worked me over with a cat and then fucked me. I never imagined anal sex could be so much fun on the receiving end." Good. I never imagined it could be so good on the other end. And I definitely do like whipping your ass." OK," Dan replied. "What would you like me to do to you?" It may seem funny, but I think the thing that has turned me on the most was when you tied me to the end of the leather horse and pulled my.