Trembling fingers unsnapped her jeans. The sound of her zipper echoed in her head like rumbling thunder. She pushed, and her jeans fell to her ankles....lazer took a step toward her, nudged her belly with his snout. The action rocked her. He shook his mane and bumped his cold wet nose against her belly again."Eeewww!" she squealed. Her feet tangled in her jeans, and she fell back, cushioned by the hay. Quickly, she kicked off her jeans and stared up at the stallion as he loomed over her. "Ooo,. ” With that his hand came up her belly and slid into her panties where his fingers deftly stroked her slit. He picked her up and carried her to the couch. With one free hand he released his cock from his pants and positioned himself on top of her. Pulling aside her panties he placed his cock against her very wet pussy. Ophelia looked down and gasped as she saw the purple head of the man’s cock part her labia. She threw her head back as it started to slide inside of her. An uncomfortable. Sure he'd heard the unmistakable sound of a woman gasping, moaning in pleasure... against all reasonable judgments satisfying his growing need to observe, partake of her incredible beauty, sensuality, once more, fulfilling a nagging demand refusing denial of its quenching gently he eased open the door creating an unobstructed view discovering... "Holy shit!...."Still immersed in self stimulation, unaware of who or what was present during her expert manipulations... cupping, squeezing the full. So I understand what all this is can you tell me how you two know each other? I asked. Diane said, ‘We met in middle school. Been friends ever since. We get along very well but we are both straight. We have no interest in being with a woman or each other. Now, you are older than we expected, or at least I did. Are you married or what? Any history of mental illness? STD’s? Drug use?’ ‘I prefer to think of myself as experienced, not old. I was married, divorced many years ago. No issues there..