She whimpered at this and tensed but he seemed too preoccupied to remind her of her complete subdual. She felt herself growing wetter at his ministra...ions, stroking her nipples alternately with one hand and caressing her clit with the other. Suddenly she was aware of his heavy breathing in her ear. “You know what you are gonna get, don’t you ya little cock tease?” His fingers circled faster as she threw her head back into his shoulder, a moan escaping her lips. He pushed her body back into. Hand in hand, they walked side by side toward the staircase, toward the second level of Arlene's home, toward the unmade bed where each of them would experience, for the first time ever, though neither would learn that fact about the other until hours later, in that post-coital, post-orgasmic moment of confession, the taste, the scent, the wetness and beauty of another woman's loins. And perhaps the addictive attraction thereof.Neither was a lesbian, obviously, for if they had been, surely they. All that money what a waste. It is a really nice tennis court with three sides fenced in and a solid concrete block wall on the other side.After Dad and Bethany had their lesson, Mom and I would go out and play tennis just for the exercise.Dad would work Bethany until she cried and then Mom and I would play for fun. Most of the time we didn’t even keep score. Sometimes we stayed on the same side of the net and hit the tennis balls against the wall. Eventually we painted circles on the wall and. Buck watched as the dick, covered in slime slipped in and out, fucking the mare like a piston. Buck's own cock was out and he pressed it up against the stall, humping it as he watched the two a****ls fuck. He had carefully examined the horse’s cock on numerous occasions. Once, he put the horse in its stall and secure the legs in restraints. He then brushed its back with the stiff haired brush and gradually worked his way down to the underside of the b**st. He gently massaged the sheath where.