It had taken very little time, for her to pull Adrian's face into her pussy. For her part, Adrian was like a kitten with cream. I think she liked it. ...ell, they WERE best friends, after all.I continued feeling Holly up, in very secret places. Her breathing was starting to become that heavy pant of hers that I know so well."No matter what I do slave, I don't want to hear a peep. I own this body, and will do with it, what I please." Yes Sir. I am your little innocent cunt, Sir. I need to be. As Mark puffed, Jennifer looked her son over. Laying flat on his back, his legs spread out, his reddish cock still relatively large, but soft laying on top of his nutsack with it's empty balls."I'm sorry mom", Mark said surprisingly in between puffs."Why are you sorry, Mark?" That I came so soon. I couldn't help it. You sucked me so good. And the fact that you're my mother and I'd always fantasized about fucking you, I just couldn't hold out." Well, Mark, just because you emptied your balls. ”“Don’t blame me,” David laughed, “you’re just as bad.”“I know son,” Dan replied, “ but l’ve fancied your mother for so long, if l’d realised what a hot fuck she is l’d have been after her cunt long ago, no wonder that sister of yours is such a hot bitch, like mother like daughter.”They left the house together, laughing and joking about what they had been doing to both women.They worked hard all morning, Mrs Howell was a fussy woman in her forties, slightly on the plump side but still quite. But as soon as the foalhad started to suckle. His fear subsided and he suddenly felt calm. Hecould feel milk issue from the nipple and it felt good."That's it. Drink all you can," he said, his voice calmer. He realisedat once what was happening. He wished for this foal to have a mother whowould care for her. His wish was coming true. He would care for her, hewould be her mother.He felt a rush of emotions run through his mind, ones that would set thecourse for the rest of his life, her life. She.