His cock has a really nice upward curve and is cut tight. I felt two or three spurts, but there really wasn't that much to deal with.After it was ove..., he stayed very firm for quite a while. Before he left I wanted to show him another amateur video I had of a horny couple. We went to the basement and I put that movie on downstairs. Since I had not cum yet I began masturbating to the video. Without saying anything he began sucking my cock and jerking me off into his mouth. I didn't last. Horses in particular. She wanted to feel that massive cock pressed to her rear, pressed past those moist lips into her warm and waiting folds. She couldn't stop thinking about it. About a two months ago, she approached a man who owned a farm on the outskirts of her town. He owned a small breeding ranch for work horses, nothing too fancy but she had chosen the ranch because of the many stallions that roamed the fields. When she told the man of her desires, she thought he would freak out, to tell. Most of the people were happy and grateful because of this gift but some were not. Between those who were not happy there was a specific person who this rain was not pleasant at all to.The person was a pedestrian who was walking without a destination or purpose. Most people started running towards their houses after the rain started but the cold water pouring on her skin didn’t change her pace.She was wearing a long elegant black evening dress and matching high heels. Her perfect and glossy. She threw her pump at me. I manage to catch it. “Are you angry at me?” I asked cautiously. “No, I developed the habit of throwing my shoes when I’m calm.” I helped her get the useless panties off and sat beside her on the couch. She put her hand around my shoulder, then pulled me towards her. “George!” I looked at her, drowning in her blue eyes. “What are you really thinking?” she asked. “About what?” “About my predicament.” “I like this predicament of yours,” I said and knocked on the.