And it was about to get a whole more interesting…“Alex could you step inside her for a moment please?” she said softly.“Just a minute, Mrs. Pa...terson.” He responded. For the first time he had truly seen her beauty for what it really was. She was 5’ 6”; 125 lbs and she had dirty blonde hair that looked gorgeous. Mrs. Patterson worked in a salon and it certainly showed. Her complexion was perfect in every way. “Forget about that stupid yard work, that can wait.” She had just come out of the. Worse, they were shodwith real horseshoes that added a lot of weight to each boot and made aclanking noise on any hard surface. Once again padlocks adornedeverything, making it clear everything was locked into place.Once he had everything laced tight and locked on she had made himpractice walking about until he could prance like a pony. Then she madehim insert a dildo up his ass with a large plumage of peacock and ostrichfeathers sticking out. The blue green of the peacock feathers and. One more thrust and his cock head hit the end of my throat. I chocked. He stated to withdraw and I was thanking my luck but when only his head was in my mouth he pushed in suddenly and then he started mouth fucking me. First slowly but then he started moving fastly rather roughly. Ocasionally, his cock head would hit my throat causing me to choke but he wouldn’t care and continue his thrusts. All the time he was playing with my already sore and aching breasts squeezing them and pinching the. We eventually would call each other Kat (me) and Cyrano (him), pet names we gave each other, for reasons I shall explain later. On our daily commute together, I could often see that being with me caused a beautiful thick ridge all the way up the front of his trousers. EVERY time! Sometimes the head was real close to peeking out above his waist line; I would gaze soulfully into his eyes, love and lust and passion and hungry desire and emotion all filling my soul. And then I would lock my eyes.