Main: Ohhh Tony main to tumhen ab tak chota bacha he samajhti rahi but tum to bohat garam ho pooray mard ho tum to. itna bolkar main us ki t-shirt aur...pants utarny lagi.ab hum dono nange the.wo mujhe choomnay laga.pahle muh par fir hath,chest aur fir pet par.uske baad wo niche legs par zuban say chatnay laga aur mery pakay huway mangoes ko hath mien lay k sehlanay aur un ka rass peenay laga. main nay hath neechy le ja k us ka 7 inch lamba lund hath mien pakar liya. mera hath lagte hi us ka lund. . at my age... but how didshe know? I... As I looked her body seemed to melt... flow... alter... "Marcha hev long wished tae play tis game wi men... I tank ye... ferthis excuse."Marcha? I pondered... an Irish goddess, fabled for turning men intowomen... or at least very effeminate men when they defied her...This... this couldn't... Then as I looked the street, the area spunround... I was losing grip... the world spun and... I began falling...falling so fast so far... my body felt odd.... And yet she found it all the more thrilling simply because it was so perverted. Sex was always more fun if it was kind of dirty, she figured. That was one of the reasons that she enjoyed seducing innocent young men, and why she always liked to suck their pricks before they fucked her, because she thought that sucking a boy off was dirtier than fucking him, somehow.But what could be dirtier than jacking off a horse?Well, doing other things with a horse, in fact.But so far, Marion had not. She was a kind and wondrous woman. And I hoped I was right in that she felt the same about me. We got to spend some time together. We went with the bride and groom to a restaurant for dinner. After a while the bride and groom left for one reason or another and Angela and I found ourselves alone. We were silent for a time before our eyes met and blushing made me break the silence."We're a chatty bunch, aren't we?" She giggled. It was a mellifluous sound. I liked her giggle."No, we're not." We.