I wanted his tonue inside me and there he was teasing me. I grabbed his head and forced it forward, opening my legs, making him lick me.His tongue was...wild inside me. he was sucking all my hot juices.i was pulling him in grinding against his face, he was struggling to breath but kept sucking and licking.Daz, i said, put your finger in please, but keep licking.He is such a good employee he did exactly as commanded.He was good, i was close to coming.I was still pulling his head in, still giving. “We don’t really have a name for it. We just call it our horse form.”“So I’m not going crazy,” he remarks with a sigh.“I hope you’re going cray for me,” she says hesitantly.Her sudden lack of enthusiasm catches Adam off guard. “I like you this way too,” he quickly says, sensing that he may have just asked the wrong question.“It’s not that,” she quickly corrects him. “As a matter of fact all the women, my ancestors, like the men and their big, horse dicks.”“How long has this been going. Gerald looked at the butter and his eyes went wide. "Wow... Really, Mom?" P-- please, Sweetheart," Madeline said. She was staring straight ahead at the wall in front of her.Grinning, Gerald pulled his thumb from his mother's ass and pawed at the softened butter in the dish, scooping off a generous dollop. Working his thumb and fingers together, he spread the butter over his hand. Then, pulling his cock halfway out of his mother's cunt to make room between her ass and his belly, he slipped his. “Delilah’s”. They had a Happy Hour. We dressed nicely. Black Bush asked me to wear my new red corset and hose. I agreed. Melissa departed and we agreed to meet at 5pm and go out.My mood picked-up as I dressed later that afternoon. I admired my petite…okay, skinny frame clad in my new red outfit: corset, stockings and panties. The corset stopped at waist level and the garters were longer than my other garter belts. I liked the feel of the stretchy elastic straps. I slipped into a white dress. It.