My biggest problem is my husband, he's a businessman but that's mostly all he does for alongside his dedication to the business he is also a prude, me...n with his money and a control-freak. He has some funny ideas about sex and is a firm believer that having sexual intercourse is just about making babies, should only be between a married man and his wife and, this is the hard part for me, should not be done too frequently.If he knew what I had done, he would have no hesitation in throwing me out. Every third stroke, she went up to take a breath. She came to the wall at the other end of the pool, flipped forward, and kicked off the wall, slicing through the water, then coming to the surface, swimming faster and kicking harder, performing the swimming equivalent of sprinting to the finish line. When her hand hit the wall, her head came out of the water as she took a deep breath. She removed her goggles and waited for her time. Then something caught her eye. She looked to the crowd and. "Yea, well there anyway, an' it was good, but I think I'd have preferred to be fucked facin' up to 'er again so's I could play with 'er tits an' look at 'er pretty face, with all that blonde 'air round it."'Okay!' I thought, 'so now we know you like to take it on your back rather than rug munching.'I got us out a couple more beers and Nigel's tongue got looser and looser. His descriptions of what happened got longer, and more detailed with every telling. It seemed that he was trying to relive. " She jammed her tits at the horse and moaned as he started pulling on her hard nipples. "It's fantastic."Janice moaned as the white stallion began nibbling and pulling on her other tit. "God, Lynne," she gasped happily. "They're making me cream." Her knees turned to water and she melted to the ground. She stared up at the two horses as they brought their mouths to the jiggling meat of her tits. "Yessss. Yesssss!"Lynne watched as the two horses feasted noisily on her mother's tits. She dropped.