Yet my uncle had chosen to abuse them for showing it during breeding.While they weren’t up to the standards of my personal pets, they were both quit... pretty, and if I had more time I would take one of them into the breeding stalls after I was done playing with them. Maybe the next time I came down to the Stables I would take both of them. The rumors would have spread by then that it was safe to respond during breeding, and it would be easier to get them to let go.I pushed my fingers deeper. She looked at him quizzically. She felt she ought to be annoyed at him. Furious even. But she just felt...milky. Something was...wrong. What was I going to say? she thought to herself. What’s up with me? Why do I feel so strange? She gulped nervously.He flicked his eyes up to meet her gaze. ‘So, what is it?’ Was he staring at my breasts this whole time? ‘Darius.’ she said, incredulous. ‘Were you just...looking…’ ‘Your tits?’ He smirked. ‘Yes. Why?’ 'Well - you um...you really ought. 5 of wine. The day has been busy but not tiring. Lots of conversation as we made our way through the wine trail, almost start to finish. We have made this trip several times and it is always a blast. The one place has an exceptional view of the lake and vineyards from the back deck where we have lunch often as we did today. This conversation is getting long today as we go through and finalize the plans yet again, but it brings a smile to their faces, so be it. Amazing how she turns from. She told me that she liked to do clay pottery and that she would love to show me some of her work in the shed that she used as a studio. I said sure. As we entered the shed she immediately turned and pushed up against the wall and stuck her tongue in my mouth. I did not fight it in the least. Our hands started roaming each other. It was hot and freaky. She stopped me and said that she missed her husband dearly but missed fucking even more. She told me that she did not want a realationship with.