Only worse.”“I don’t think you’ve ever worn anything like this,” Annabelle said, holding up some strips of leather and what looked to Nicole...like a black dog chew bone.“What is that?” Nicole asked nervously.“This is your bridle,” Annabelle said. “A horse’s bit is metal, but they have space behind their teeth for it. Doms who are really into pony play sometimes have the back molars pulled on their subs, but this is flat enough and soft enough that you can tolerate it with a full set of. ” She continued as she pulled my last modesty off. My dick was enjoying the attention as it grew to its full 7 inches. I groaned whilst she caressed my balls and kissed my head. Shockwaves raced through my body as her long, manicured fingernails massaged my dick. She licked around the shaft, slowly rubbing me off. Then she pushed it past her thick lips into her mouth. I was already feeling lightheaded. She slowly sucked, working my cock with her talented tongue. I grabbed her hair and pushed. ..I started thinking to myself this bitch might be playing me. I took the chance and told her okay. She told me to go over to the Publix parking lot and wait for her and told her I was in a blue F350 truck. I left and went across the street and started to wait. No lie...I was sitting rubbing my cock thinking about what I would do t that little body. I started to get con cern because I fucking sat ther for an half hour and was about to give up when she pulled up. I jumped out and gave 20 for gas. Now, twenty months later I sat here, surrounded by families I’d known since childhood, the friends I’d made here, the friends my parents had made. Plus I now had Carrie and Sarah. It hit me like a physical blow. I was with family now, and I could let my grief go.So I broke down and cried like a baby, for my parents who never got to enjoy their golden years, for my brother and his wife who would never know the joy of raising a family, and finally, for my niece, a poor child who never got a.