“I am Marcie” she said and I tried to stay calm. This woman was a knockout. She had on a form-fitting dress, mid-thigh length and a scooped neck w...ich revealed a lovely pair of tits. High heels and her blonde hair was down on her shoulders. Sharon said she was 40ish but she was stunning.“Please sit down” I said, still trying to stay cool. In fact I was barring up. I didn’t care if she was gay. She looked stunning. “Would you like coffee or maybe some wine Ms Wilson?” Sharon asked. “I think wine. Think I’m going to need a massage to relieve my tension.’ A response from Anne was quicker this time, ‘I think you should give me one first!’ ‘I think I’ll certainly give you one tonight’ A smile crept across Ed’s face, knowing that Anne would be sat at her desk when she received the text. ‘Well, I hope so too. I was in such a rush this morning, I forgot to put any pants on. And my skirt is rather short today.’ Ed found himself getting aroused at this message. The thought of her sat at work,. .. !A maddening joy filled lean as Caesar furiously fucked into her inflamed cunt from behind and she gaped at her Mark's long, hard cock jerking hotly in her clutching little hand. She drew in her breath and flicked out her eager tongue, bringing it into seething contact with the smooth, rubbery tip! She swirled it around slowly, moistly, experimentally, while Mark twisted and groaned; then she ventured toward the tiny split and wiggled her tongue-tip into it! Wild fermentations rippled. One must be able to answer natures call after all. Leather tack that included corset; basic arm binder, strict arm binder and wrist gauntlet; locking wrist and ankle cuffs; FS 100 chastity belts with front and rear plugs; ST510 locking posture collars; boots that looked like a horse hoof; and head harnesses that will be made to specific size for each ponygirl. Hucows would also wear Lycra bodysuits in a dairy cow pattern, and an attached hood with open face and breast area exposed also. The.