We continued this on and off lustful behavior all night. I fingered her to orgasm a total of five times until finally at 5 o'clock in the morning she ...as too exhausted and soar to go on. It was the hottest most passionate experience that exceeded all my imagination. When we heard footsteps coming down the stairs right next to my room, we had already put our clothes back on and decided to act as if we had fallen asleep during the movie. Needless to say we got in trouble, but not too bad. Just. He lowered his muzzle to the horny little mare’s pussy, and lovingly whickered as he gently licked and teased her clitty with his tongue, inhaling the aroma of well-fucked cunt and horse semen, and licking up the delicious mixture as it flowed out of her hole, and ran down the crack of her buttocks… “Oh, WOW, Blackie; Christ, sweetie that was fuck-ing in-cred-i-ble; Mmmm, corrrr..! Jesus, lover, you are the BEST shag EVER…nobody, but nobody, makes me feel like you do. Coooo…” Blackie whickered. I was certain that she could sense my trepidation, as she slowly said "I am the Genie of your dreams". I then shouted " I don't dream of any Genie's!" To which she responded, "Indeed you do". With a wave of her hand, the projection screen in the conference room lowered, and the lights in the room dimmed. And suddenly, I was watching myself on the screen. It was a movie of my life. A loveless marriage, a feeling of constant devaluation and me doubting my own worth. It was sobering as well as sad. Thrusting my abdomen toward him, I was rewarded with the delicious bittersweet feeling of his cock tormenting my clit. At least, this seemed to clear the last doubts from his mind, and he finally joined in. I gasped as his shaft slipped back and forth along my welcoming slit, sliding over the hairy flesh covering my pubic mound. We stared at each other while we dry humped and the feeling was intense. Truly intense.The constant friction on my little man was enough to send me hurtling towards.