I can’t give you my pussy, though, since that’s Vijay’s. My bottom is another matter. It’s a mix of religious taboo and germophobia, I think, ...ut the idea of anal is really a squick for him. On the other hand, he still enjoys my twat, not to mention my breasts, so we’ve agreed that my cunt is off-limits for life. So, you have your hole, Vijay has his, as is his right as my future husband, and my mouth is another matter altogether. I own it and can assign it as I please.”“And he’s fine with. It became a regular thing, and every couple of weekends we’d just meet up on a Friday night, once on a Saturday morning and we’d drink coffee, fool around and have lunch, and lay down in the shade and kiss and cuddle before we eventually made love. I hadn’t realised that sex… love making… whatever… could feel so passionate. While we only got together for a one or two days every couple of weeks and met in our woods, we were a couple. I knew about him and he knew about me. During our naked Adam. It was at least 6 inches in girth and didn't feel like it had swollen all the way yet. The horse began to buck when it felt its cock enter my pussy and I gritted my teeth for the pain I was sure would follow. To my surprise the stand was high enough that it prevented the horse from entering me more than 10 inches. The horse bucked with no real rhythm, but it was forceful and deep. I screamed with each thrust and felt it growing in girth. I looked down and saw it was now about 8 inches. I stay standing at the side of the bed. She passes me her plate when she has finished. “Now go wash up then come back up here and get me your collar from under the bed.”I pass her the collar and she tells me to get on my knees where she then puts my collar on. She grins from ear to ear saying, “I love this on you, it shows you as the dog that you are. Go run my bath and get my clothes out.”I do as you have instructed. You come into the bathroom and I have to wash you. In the bedroom you sit on.