"Angique brought a hand to her mouth in mock compassion."Wasn't it horrible? Here she got her innocent lover into such a hopeless state. She knew it w...s her doing. She drove the poor horse wild with lust. But she could not help him. The chains were just a tiny bit too short."A soft wailing sound rose from the other side of the horse. Angique grinned."You know, Giselle, the girl could not even help herself. Her cunt seethed as relentlessly as his impressive balls did. But I closed it with a. She found the key and inserted it in the key hole with a shaking hand, then she pushed the door open and rushed in, pulling away from me. She turned to face me as I followed her in and she pushed the door closed so that it slammed behind me, so that we were between doors of the porch. She stepped up to me and reached down to rub the rigid bulge in my trousers, saying ‘you are going to pay for that mister’ and it was my turn to groan. She turned and opened the inner porch door and I followed her. The two acted more like sisters than mother and daughter and were often mistaken for such. Silver found it humorous, and Maggie found it mortifying.Maggie had never known her real father, who had been an irresponsible teenager at the time, and was an irresponsible adult somewhere at the present. Custody had never been a question and she viewed Bryan and Silver's first husband as her dads. Carrying a bit of her mother's spunk, plus a strange but quick sense of humor which she had apparently. .hot oils that I've warmed up. I pour some and the gentle warmth of them soothes him for a moment, then their heats kicks in as I spread them across his quaking ass cheeks. Nice and hot, and well, a little more attention to them with the paddle and...THERES"S the whimpers of pain I was looking for. Now gently slap his balls to a squeak and...put the ball gag in. As the strap snaps into place I pull his head back to look into his eyes. "You know you deserve all of this, don't you?" I ask softly..