But just as a precaution, she closes and bolted the barn doors.The afternoon sunlight streams through the windows onto the floor, casting small hard s...adows where they cannot reach otherwise. Emily Elizabeth’s heart is pounding in her chest at the exciting thought of being with the stallion again. With him away for so many days it felt as if a part of her was gone. She had Rick for those times, but for some reason she just cannot let go of the horse. Maybe it’s the taboo that has her in its. I could't believe this was happening. Certainly I had fantasized about her, but I never imagined anything would actually happen. Taking this as my signal, I checked again to make sure no one was looking, then reached between us to undo my pants. She lifted herself just enough let my hand in. I unbuttoned my pants and opened them enough to free my now painfully erect cock. I used my thumb to press it forward against her ass. She sat back down, moving so my cock ended up jutting between her. Her shaved pussy dripped with her own juice and now, for the first time, my cum. To top all that off Desma could not even move with her T-shirt pushed up to her wrists, tied to the head board and her legs pulled apart and tied to the corners of the bed, with her panties around one ankle. Too bad the dark obscured most of the view but I had enough and so had she. Desma laid on the bed like a limp rag, no longer concerned with struggling or hiding herself. She had already failed to do so after. His hands ran up her thighs, along her sides and up to her tits, gently massaging them and squeezing Anita’s hard nipples.The erotic atmosphere was set off with some smooth music and soft candle lights, but the room was filled with the aroma of sex. My wife and her lover were fucking in the middle of our marital bed, while I was sitting on a wooden chair in a corner, fully naked, with my ankles and wrists tied to the legs and back of that chair.Ana moaned softly, briefly glancing over her.