What could he say. The woman was a control freak, but he loved the equines. He wasn’t going anywhere. Fortunately or not, he and his family resided ...n the six-thousand-square-foot, seven-bedroom mansion. His wife was a freelance journalist. And, his son and daughter were keen to take on the Stables from him someday.The other son, Jonathan, was away at an exclusive six-month long rehab program in the Arizona desert. This was his eleventh attempt at getting clean from crack cocaine. He had always. Jane had a pear shaped body, quite big hips and bum but no real tits. As she said, she was at the back of the queue and her elder sister had taken her share in the titty dept. anyway it was different, just like a young pair of pert nipples on her chest. 'Back to Alan and your eating his cum' she said, 'Did you like that?' 'It was OK' I mumbled, not sure where this was going now - damm women were complicated! Only I need to know whether you enjoyed it John, and whether you would do it again, or. She was embracing it, like Mike said, but it was still weird.She was surprised to see Samantha, one of the girls from last week, sitting with Cyndi beneath their tree.“Hey, Samantha wanted to join us for lunch, and I thought that would be great, huh?” Cyndi said, looking up from her spot on the ground. Niki had nodded, smiling at Samantha as she stood for a moment, uncertain.“Yes, yes, same rules, come on now!” Cyndi said, barely looking up at her, confident that her dirty minded friend would. “Give me your cock! I need you to fuck my tight asshole now!” she wailed. Knowing she was ready, I pulled my fingers out of her ass and placed the tip of my cock at her rosebud. I slowly began to apply pressure and her sphincter was welcoming the new intrusion. “Oh God, that’s it! Just go slow until I get used to being stretched.” I continued easing my dick into her ass; each inch greeted by a moan, until my pubes were brushing against her ass cheeks and my balls were slapping her pussy..