She pulled it out and read the front, "Wilson's Spank-o-Matic" was in bold print above a picture of the contraption. The picture looked a little like ... picnic table. There was a padded horizontal surface on top flanked by two smaller padded shelves on either side that jutted further out. The implication was that the - user? victim? Claire couldn't quite decide what the correct term ought to be - was supposed to lay down on the top surface with her knees on the lower padded surfaces. Jutting out. "So basically, we use complicated psychological techniques unconsciously to perform the complicated task of meeting members of the opposite sex" I said. "That's one way of looking at it" she replied."Another way of looking at it is that with much effort psychologists have figured out a way to do something we already knew how to do. Which is why I have so much disdain for psychology. Because I do look at it this way. However they do a good job of explaining how to adapt these techniques for uses. We did not want Jet's hormones affecting Jenny's torso or mind. Jenny was now firmly locked into her female psyche and body. If her softly rounded torso started to become hard and masculine it could destroy her. Besides we were accustomed to Jenny as she was and we secretly didn't want a 'man' about the house. A stallion, yes; but a man, no!We had decided to implant a suitable pair of humanly compatible equine ovaries into Jenny's pelvic region. This was to remove the constant need for hormone. Ab hum69 pose me aa gaye mai uski choot chat raha tha wo mera lund choos rahi thi, maine apni jeebh choot me ghusa di to wo jor se karah uthi or mere mooh par dhakke marne lagi or uhhhhh aahhhhhhhh ouuhhhhh karne lagi maine moka dekha r kaha k didi plz aaj lund andar daalne do to wo boli mere raja der mat kar chal mujhe jaldi se chod de apni bahan ko randi ki tarah chod or kah k let gayee or apni taange utah k choot ko phaila diya or boli chal saale bahanchod aponi bahan ki choot chod phar de.