"Get up on your pillow," he said then dropped his track pants revealing the thick black cock hanging between his legs. He looked more like he belonged...with the other stallions in a horse corral and I wasn't an open mare. That thing would rip me apart. The reality of seeing one in person differed from the images on the internet. It terrified me like a lion's roar. It paralyzed me from resisting. I got up on the pillow and put my ass in the air. He tugged his muscle shirt over his head. He opened. Best go and have a nice shower while I sort you something suitable to wear. It won’t be the first shower you’ll need today.”Standing in the refreshing spray of the shower, Anna wondered how his final statement had sounded almost scary when linked with his mention of ‘other activities’. Then, as she washed, she realised that she was not using the sponge and once again, she experienced a stroke of heated trembling at the intimate touch of her own hands.Out of the shower and dried, she covered her. She was used to my presence now. Since I started to date her mom. She gets up and comes back. And ask if she can sit on my lap. Sure if you want. So she sat on my lap. All 40 pounds of her 6 year old frame. Right on me. I have been eyeing her a bit ever since I met her. She is just a cuter smaller version of her mom. She has light blond hair with a bit of a wave, blue eyes. She sits right on my cock. But didn’t seem to notice or care. So we continue watching the show as I fondle. She stood in front of him and told him to stand and face her. She unfastened his belt, opened his zipper, and pulled his pants and underwear down. His hard dick stuck straight out. “Wow, it is so stiff, so big,” she said. He sat back down, and my wife kneeled on the cushion between his legs. She rubbed her hands lightly along his inner thighs then licked them. She slowly licked closer and closer to his balls. Her long sexy hair brushed against his legs. He sighed with pleasure, “Oh god yes.”.