The stallion dropped her shirt and shoved his muzzle to the girls pussy. Rachel had turned, her back facing the stallion. The stallion nosed her and t...en found her pussy, he poked out his rough tongue and liked up and down the girls pussy, Rachel couldn't believe it. "T-Thunder stop.." She pleaded with the stallion but he didn't, she was his now and he wasn't letting her go until he was done.Rachel screamed and threw her hands up in attempt to shoo the stallion away, but no, this seemed to make. "I nodded, "But I still like looking at her outfits and shoes." I think you make a very good Carole."I smiled in response, and Jack continued, "When I came home tonight, youlooked exactly like her. You had me almost speechless when I realizedit wasn't her who was dancing."Jack's eyes bore into me, assessing me, the woman, his wife for theevening, and, hopefully, finding everything to his suiting. While I didnot need him to get me drunk to take our situation further, I waswilling in every way. I could tell they were staring at her ass with the tiny string going down the middle, and probably getting hard-ons in the process. Well, truth be told, I probably would have also. They moved up slowly, in time with one another, and they each ran a hand over her smooth, round ass cheeks. The bulge in Roger's suit was enormous, as was John’s. They pulled and kneaded the skin, pulling the cheeks apart. From my vantage point, I could see one of her cunt lips, and the edge of her asshole. Roger's. The table just sits two, perfect for us. We look at the little menu and sure enough they have all kinds of flavours of hookah you can think of. We decide on one where the smoke comes out like rainbows. Being a little high still from earlier, this amuses us. Gavin goes first, drawing in the first hit. I can tell instantly he loves it and offers me to try. I do, and it wonderful; we can’t help but giggle. Neither of us has ever been to a hookah lounge before and love that we can try this.