A week after that fiasco,I took a private jet to Rio de Janeiro to escape the craziness. Once,I got to my suite.I decided to go on the beach to enjoy ...yself. So, I'm in my tent chillin'. I see 3 pretty Brazilian girls hop in my tent. They took off their bikinis,pulled off my shorts and started giving me some awesome head. I started banging them so well they were screaming and cussing in their language. I stopped, cause they broke me down, until they pushed me on the bed. One of the girls opened. Yes, Dusty is my pony name. "How's my big boy?" I don't say anything, because I am, like, a pony, and they don't talk. I take the sugar from her palm with my lips, and I nibble her there a little. She likes that, and gives a small shudder."You wanna go for a ride with me Dusty?" I usually whiny at this point, and stamp my foot. "Good boy!" she tells me and she fits a bridle she bought online or had specially made over my head. We used to use a shoelace she had laying around, but we've upgraded.. ”“Do you know your parties extension?”Been there ... done that.“No.”“One moment, please.”CLICK“Operator, how may I direct your call?”“RK Lodges.”“One moment, please.”“That number has been changed. I can direct your call.”“Please.”“Katie Kop ... RK LODGES.”“Please hold.”“Deposit five dollars and 40 cents, please.”Ding Ding Ding Ding one dollar, Fumble. Ding Ding Ding Ding two dollar, Fumble. Ding Ding Ding Ding three dollar, Fumble. Ding Ding Ding Ding four dollar, Fumble. Ding Ding Ding Ding. As I began to moan, I realized that my moans were like electric shocks to Sara’s clit. I could hear Sarah now, sharp gasps with each bite on her clit. Her hips started to undulate. I just wanted her to come.As her legs began to shake, she spread them wider. I looked up at her face. She was just lost in desire; eyes were closed, hair matted around her forehead; her mouth open gasping in lust-filled moans. I could see her small breasts, rising and falling with each breath; nipples rock-hard. I.