With that in mind, as my titties dragged along the ground, I was wetting my lips in anticipation of cleaning the Bishop’s sandals and feet with my t...ngue. By the time I reached the Bishop’s feet, my mouth was salivating and the drool was about to run down my chin. I hoped the Bishop had seen and noted my wanton desire.Like a good slut in training my mouth and tongue stroked and lapped at the Bishop’s feet and toes. When the good Bishop lifted his foot, I immediately began licking and cleaning. I tried to lick her right nipple as it seemed to call out to me, but she wouldn’t allow it. But I felt so needy I continued trying as she swatted my hand away. Reaching her center, I added more lather to my hands and massaged around her folds eventually slipping my fingers in between to clean her. Her hot pussy slick with her own juices pushed outward toward me. I began rubbing hard on her clit trying to satisfy her. I looked up and saw she was watching intently and seemed pleased with me.. Her pussy lips were wide open now and the horse's tongue was running right up her fuck hole.She turned to face the animal again. As he slurped at her pussy, her thighs pumped, shifting her ass up and down just as if she had been riding at a trot. But May had never ridden the horse--it was the horse that rode the woman.She moved her foot against his cock again and found that it was hard as a crowbar now, all his bestial instincts aroused by the taste of her hot fuck juice. The stallion snorted. ’ I smiled trying to be friendly, ‘Sorry, but I have to pick up my daughter.’ I felt a bit embarrassed, using my child as a copout, but I honestly wanted to go. However, Ms. Summer had other ideas. ‘Oh, I’m sure it’ll be a while before her class gets outside, you know how they tend to take their time.’ She stepped closer as she spoke, ‘So how are you enjoying your first time teaching?’ ‘Oh, quite well actually, but I really do need to go.’ I stepped passed her and headed out, but not before a.