I was all hot and bothered, I could hear myself making gentle little almost inaudible moans. Very subtlety I was writhing in my seat, just loving the ...ay I was being used and wanting to give all the pleasure I could, nothing out of limits to pleasure him and make him reward me with cum ... I could barely recognize myself. His grip on the back of my head was still strong, but now he forced my head in a way I'd face him rather then down. There was an iPhone pointed at me and then a dreaded. ”“Yes.” He said the words with such bitter self-loathing. “I knew she wasn't real, and yet...”“She was. Riad had skill with his illusions.” I bit my lip. “I am sorry, Thrak. I never would want you to choose between us. I know you love us both. How cruel of him.”“I wish I had killed him,” Thrak snarled. “I wanted to rage, to rip apart the Mirage Gardens and murder him.”“Only you might hurt one of your friends.”“I might have hurt you.”“You would never hurt me,” I answered. “I know how to calm. Do you mind if I suck you?” she asked. I rarely refuse a reasonable request from a female and next she was exploring my balls, shaft then the knob and enjoying the taste of my lrecum as some dribbled out. “MMM Love the taste of your cock. A bit salty the way I like them!” She sighed and began to suck. “Here let me do that for you.” I took the dildo from her and proceeded to work it in and out if her cunt as her womanly aroma was carried to my nostrils which made me even harder than I already. His small but aggressive hands moving down to rub and scrub scratch, caress his lover’s back feeling the length and the strength of the horse’s back unexpectedly sensing it so gentle and soft. His tiny fingers made the uncle to shake and shudder; when he approached the sensitive sides of the lover, proving the electricity of relationship being strong on both sides. Uncle also getting a bit mellow and squeezing the boy closer, enticing him to feel more, touch more, enjoy more. The boy was all.