She was enjoying the heat that was emanating from this king of cocks.As she continued her ministration of its member she noticed a droplet of pre-cum ...orming at the head of the cock. Having tasted bestial cum on many occasions now, she wanted to find out what horse cum would taste like. So, slowly, inexorably, she raised herself from the ground and licked the droplet from its source with her tongue and swirled it in her mouth before swallowing it.Jethro was shocked. He knew that such a scene. Similarly, level of dress is dictated by societal setting and personal style, but by and large loosened across the board. It is not uncommon to see what would be considered highly provocative or even fetish attire on the train, while formal events simply tolerate dresses with a bit more leg and décolletage.Of course, when it comes to specifics not everyone is equally into or open to every kink, but most are willing to experiment with new things and at least offer their best effort while being. She was already climbing in, letting her hair fall down around her shoulders. She smiled at me, melting me again and beckoned me to come in. I wasted no time climbing the ladder and sliding in beside her. “How is the water temperature?” she asked. It was chilly. The perfect chilly because I could see her nipples harden through the bikini and it only turned me on more. “Perfect,” I laughed. She drifted around the pool a little and I could tell by the young, devilish look in her eyes she was. As the next man entered, Misty couldhear him whistle. What a sight it must have been forhim…peering down to the small hold and seeing a hairyyoung pussy dripping with semen. This man followed hispredecessor’s style and pushed his cock into herinstantly. Misty had a much easier time taking thisone, having been loosened up by the booth’s previousoccupant. The cum that now spackled her insides, she thought, wasprobably serving as a convenient lube as well. The manpumped his cock.