As we moved, the slippery sensation expanded, each gentle, slow thrust spreading precum. I caressed her breast, soft squeezes, a tease of her nipple. ...he shuddered lightly, so sexy. Our movements stayed slow, my strokes between her silken thighs longer. To me, it felt like we were fucking, slow, sensual fucking, my arousal building. I kissed her neck again, then her shoulder. She murmured something, her hips now moving, rubbing her pussy along my shaft, hand pressing me harder against her.I. Suddenly something caught here eye and she asked Bruce to pull over. He looked out into the pasture and saw a band of ponies and a few smaller miniature horses, some no larger than the size of large dogs. On one of the ponies a naked blonde rode bareback, like Lady Godiva. Nearby another blonde woman stood nude and looked towards the road and beckoned to Bruce and Carla, to drive into their open gate. Bruce turned into the side road through the gate. The herd of tiny horses was just a hundred. We have it with intimate friends and relatives but those aren't the story I want to share with you here today. Good sex is the one thing that I will never be able to have too much of and I'm always ready to get it on with anyone that turns me on, anywhere, at anytime. I've always enjoyed sharing my encounters with all my intimate friends and relatives but I never thought much about becoming an author of erotic true confessions. At least not until a few weeks ago when my seventeen-year-old. We got packs and the family was happy once again.We took a bus across town and walked to a grocery store. After stocking up on a lot of food, I called a fleet of taxis to take us to our vehicles. Both turned out to be bugged and we stayed to deactivate them in front of those that had planted them. While one pair was watching us, one little girl minus her gun, purse and pack planted a coin under their car much like what had been done to Bakhtin.We scanned the house when we got back but found.