She wanted to get herself off again but her pussy was sore. She was not upset however. That dildo had stretched her almost to breaking point. “I cou...d take a real horse cock” she reasoned “I know now I could take it” and she fell asleep dreaming of being taken by a huge stallion. She slept very soundly.Ann and Rhonda continued their nightly routine with the horse cock dildo, swapping it around. Victor would sometimes join in for some oral stimulation or hover and help himself to a stretched. I kissed him back and cleaned myface with a tissue, before climbing into bed, where Ifell to sleep snuggled against him. Chapter 4 - Hitting Rock BottomUnfortunately, my relationship with Julie seemed tobe deteriorating extremely fast. As she became moredominant, she appeared to no longer be interested inme sexually, and only got off on humiliating me. Nolonger were verbal attacks (e.g., calling me a 'sissyslut', etc.,) sufficient. Now she needed physicaldegradation as well. On one of the few. Sleep came really easily that night because nothing was on TV. I flipped through the channels with my Miller Lite in hand and when I couldn't find anything good, I settled on Anthony Bourdaine's No Reservations on the Travel Channel, and before I knew it, I was waking at 2:45am with a beer in my hand that had gone from icy cold to panther piss, and rather than choking it down, I decided to pour it out and hit the sack.Nicole was off the next day, something about a funeral for her friend or. Not in here anyway. I called over the waitress and ordered two more beers as you drained the last of yours. The guy on the left of you said to her “I will buy those” and then looked at us and said, “The least I can do for that show!” I laughed and you just smiled. I introduced us to him and said with a smile “I think she wanted a little more”. “A little more?” you exclaimed. Hell, the bitch has got me fucking wet!” You continued as the waitress came back with the beers, placing them on the.