Now, when I went to partys earlier by myself I was usually so drunk I slept in the car and only returned in the early morning hours.This time though, ... hadn't drunk nearly as much and I got the idea to drive to the Antwerp left bank park region, which is a fairly well known gay cruising site in the region.I have been cruising since I was about 15 years, really getting hot of feeling large cocks in my mouth but always within limits. I always kept my clothes on for one thing, and anal was usually. I had to go to the bathroom really bad, but I didn't know what to do. The lights in the barn were out so I knew that are masters weren't here. I stood up and turned around 360 degrees. I decide to relieve myself in the back left corner of my stall. When I was done I walked to the door of my stall and waited. I didn't have to wait long until Master Will came in through a side door and turned on the lights. Over his shoulder he was carrying another strange naked woman over his shoulders. She. The stallion reared up on his hind legs and got ready to attack this latest obstacle to his running."Easy, easy," Jake said in a low soothing voice. Talking softly, he was able to walk a step at a time up to the horse's head. He slowly held out his hand so the animal could get his scent. The animal tossed its head a couple of times and then extended his nose to smell the human that had stopped his getaway. Jake continued to talk and was able to stroke the horse's nose, forehead and scratch its. The handswere quite large, and had crimson fingernails that were solong, they projected at least half an inch beyond the endof the fingers. But it wasn't the length or colour of thenails that was the problem, it was the fact that the handsweren't disembodied at all - they were my hands! I couldopen them and close them, and clasp the card or release it,so it dropped onto the quilt bulging over my chest.I had, of course, been conscious of the bulge for sometime, but like everything else, had not.