"How's my big boy?" I don't say anything, because I am, like, a pony, and they don't talk. I take the sugar from her palm with my lips, and I nibble h...r there a little. She likes that, and gives a small shudder."You wanna go for a ride with me Dusty?" I usually whiny at this point, and stamp my foot. "Good boy!" she tells me and she fits a bridle she bought online or had specially made over my head. We used to use a shoelace she had laying around, but we've upgraded. She tightens the buckles. Now i started giving ankita erotic massage with myfingers on her abdomen and her pussy over her pussy,she was giggling and moaningand said,’ouch kya kar raha hai?mujhe bahut gudgudee ho rahi hai.’now i wanted toremove her panty,she smiled at me and she stood up and pulled her panty down and isaw that her pussy was clean shaven and then i kissed her pussy and there was anerotic odour coming from her pussy.Now i started fingering her pussy and mean while i was kissing her lips.ankita nowtold. He snarled, the taste of his own blood still staining his lips, mixing with the flavor of Abigail's kiss.He squeezed Abigail's ass hard, bringing a sweet moan of pain from his wife as his orgasm tensed all his muscles. He kissed her again, biting her lips, savaging them, drinking the coppery drops that flowed.Father Augustine couldn't stand up to Damien and his harem. The priest had tried with his strange, enhanced women and failed. Damien, Abigail, and his women would rip the priest apart,. ” I smacked her ass to remind her who was in charge here and she cooed. I continued to spank her and pound into her asshole. Her screams of pain quickly turned into screams of ecstasy. “You ready to cum slave?” I yelled. “Yes, master, can I cum?” she begged. “You may cum, slave,” I said. As soon as she started to cum, I picked up her by her ass cheeks and bounced her up and down on my dick as hard as I could. She screamed and wrecked on me as her pussy juices flooded my cock and dripped out on.