I noticed my husband move over to the horse and begin patting it but I was too busy enjoying my double fucking to take much notice of what he was doin....After a minute my face was suddenly slopped with some filthy, slimy muck which my husband had in his cupped hand."Erk"! I gasped, spitting the slimy muck from my lips as the vile gunk covered my face. "What's that"!"Horse cum", Robert laughed in reply as he began to smear the remainder over my naked breasts.I couldn't help but to break into a. Superior black men, that i can be proud of serving.I want not only someone to serve sexually, but someone that can hold a conversation too. I don’t just hook up with anyone just because he is black and has a big dick. I want my bulls to be someone that I enjoy talking to over a cocktail at the bar.As to rules: I do what feels good to me and my bulls.. I am not into hardcore bondage for example, although I am totally fine with a little restraint, so i also have my does and donts as other. I didn’t even have to do any dirty talking to make him pop.We took a shower together, got dressed, and went down to breakfast. May looked at me and said, “I can see you are happy you aren’t a virgin this morning. How about you, George? Did you get the pressure relief you wanted?”George looked like he was thinking carefully about what he said. He gave a little smile and said, “I think Gem and I are really compatible. I think both of us are going to get what we need from this arrangement. How did. I rose unsteadily to my feet with her help."I love your tits, 1132," she giggled and stood behind me, massaging my breasts painfully. "I like them so much I'm going to tell Mistress to let me have them."She grabbed her big knife off the stool, more like a sword really, holding it up so I could see it. "I'm going to cut them off." She moved around behind me again, pressing her breasts to my back, grinding her panty-covered sex to my handcuffed hands. She held the edge of the blade under my.