He didn't object, he just went with it. So did she.I reached down for his balls. He pulled away a little until I said, "you know, you don't have to be...a faggot to like pleasure. You don't even have to be bi. All you have to do is enjoy getting off." I squirted some extra lube on my hand as I massaged it in, pretending to stroke him, getting us both all sloppy. I inadvertently allowed some to splash on his ass and asshole as I kept my hands on his cock and balls.My wife was going crazy with his. "When you ran over to help me, your movements were but a blur to everyone watching. By the way thank you for the pick me up." He said with a smile."Your welcome, I just wish I could have finished the job, I was kind of tired." I said."No worry's, you just rest and tomorrow we will continue the testing. Although we aren't testing to see if we will train you, we are testing to see where your weak points are so we can work on them." he said.I nodded weakly, but I could already feel my strength. Now she was standing in the stirrups, almost losing her balance as the dizzying sensations began to mount. Emma leaned forward in the saddle, forcing her pussy hard against the horn of the saddle. Without knowing why, she began to scream. Her horse broke into a gallop and Emma held on for dear life; she could feel the pounding of the horse’s hooves as her saddle took the place of her hand against her pussy. The dark area of soaking wetness had spread even wider; she was being pounded now by. He's gripping my hips tight and hammering my pussy with his girthy member, ramming himself into me with such force I have to lean back into him with all my weight just to stop myself from tumbling face-forward and being fucked into the ground. It's really intense, with each thrust he drives forward deep into me, the head of his dick smashing against my cervix, and before I know it I'm cumming, clenching tight around his shaft as he fucks me, still fucks me through my orgasm as it stretches on.