I had never felt anything like it. It was easily the best orgasm of my life and I had cum more than ever. After shooting my load, Kevin grabbed me by...my waist and the look in his eyes completely changed. It was a hungry look now. He wanted to get off, and I was going to be tool he used to accomplish his goal. He lifted me off of his cock in one motion and placed me in a standing position. After getting behind me, he simultaneously bent me over the arm of my futon while sliding that monster. She was cooing to the horse, repeating his name again and again as she edged back with her hands. Swallowing again, Marcie followed suit, talking to Tundra while edging back. In a bit she found herself near his tail, watching the black thing swish rhythmically from side to side. Dropping her eyes once more, she saw his prick. But this time his cock wasn't soft.No, oh God, no! The presence of the two girls rubbing him, talking to him, exciting him had done its trick. Tundra stood there, his. He smiled and placed his hands under my shoulders, “Let me know when its too much ok?” he said and started picking up the pace, my pussy was really wet, I could truly feel myself squirting with every thrust inside of me. I was now moaning as loud as the other woman, I thought I saw my husband peeked over, I grabbed my legs and opened them wider, I hoped he was watching, this guy was a fucking pro at what he did, he took long strokes from tip to balls in my pussy and each one I felt in my belly. You're a new one." I've been down in the Carolinas with General Greene," I said, wiping my feet on an old piece of carpeting and stepping into a small, back room, a plantation office or library I guessed. The woman brought a taper from the front of the house and lit two candles."Sit down," she said, pinching off her thin taper's flame. She was a mature woman, thirty-some, who looked as if she might have borne several children judging from the spread of her hips. "I'm Sarah McB--. My husband was.