So how could we improve the odds, which currently seemed to be about a million to one?Half laughing, half desperate I asked Mark:"What do you do when ... mare behaves like Margaret?" Just the mention of horses brought some self-belief back to his abject face."Well, there's lubrication of course, maybe stimulation of the female parts, and if things are really tricky, sometimes we use blinkers, or even a blindfold on the mare..." Mark, you're a genius!" I cried, and kissed him on the lips. "You've. I pushed her skirt and panties downwards. I stripped her completely , I threw her on the sofa and started kissing her from head to toe. My hands were also exploring every square inch of her body. Pamela’s hands were busy stripping me. She got hold of my dick and started rubbing it vigorously. I started licking her pussy , she was wet and her juices were flowing fast but her pussy was extremely tight. It had not been used for a long time. She loved getting her pussy licked and said that this was. Quickly my head clears from the orgasm that just rocked my brain. I can see the anger in your eyes. A coldness that I had not seen before. I know I am in trouble. I bite my lower lip, afraid now. You let go of my chin, but I hold my head up. Slap, I feel your hand come across my face hard. It stings quite a bit as I feel some tears forming.You laugh, "don't cry bitch, you just had an orgasm, why would you cry? I don't recall giving you permission to cum."I just look at you, knowing whatever I. But I like it.And then, in my imagination...Despite my shyness, I can't resist the temptation. As he moves the scanner over my gel covered skin, I slowly push my skirt and panties down further, and gradually reveal the smooth, puffy lips of my shaved pussy. It is a huge step for me. For years I have lived with the deep fear of people seeing my naked body, and struggled with the feelings of panic and dread that have haunted me in my nightmares. But now, for the first time, I have the courage to.