“Oh, Mister Harry, you make me laugh. Your cock is too big for little Irina’s pussy. Maybe next time you put into my bottom and stretch me nice an... wide like you do to Miss Belinda.”Harry made a mental note to pay more attention to the Ukrainian girl’s back door the next time they got together because he had been tempted to do just that but hesitated because he knew she was so into females that he feared her rejection of his anal yearnings.“Miss Belinda asked me to call you to find out if you. He asked her what she knew about the animal. Like Don, she too loved being with the ponies and had been riding all her life. They had discussed the pony’s good points and bad. Vera told him that he was a good mount but needed a stronger hand than she had.Bear had not tried to flirt with her, and she had decided he just wanted to know about the pony. But here he was sitting beside her. At the start of the meal, he didn’t say much. But he listened to everything going on. Horrie and Harriot his. I decided to take this to my advantage. I started to rub my foot against his leg discreetly. I glanced at him to see if he noticed. Oh he noticed. He had a puzzled look on his face. No one said much during dinner that night. One reason was that the food was too good, and the other reason was that little did each of us know that we were all playing footsie with each other’s lover. I guess we were all enjoying each other’s company a little too much. When we finished dinner we retired to the. She moved back to the bed, crawled under the sheets next to me pulling the covers over herself.“Linda, what do you think you’re doing?” I asked, knowing full well what was going on.She snuggled next to me, placed her hand between my legs, and gently caressed my penis.“ Oh, my," she said with impish sarcasm. “You are a big boy and you’re happy to see me, aren’t you.”I couldn’t deny she was gorgeous, and I did want her. She leaned over to me and kissed my cheek. I couldn’t resist and turned my.