Even now her cheeks flamed when she remembered pissing her pants during those last few surges to the fence. Then up and up. Her legs had turned to jel...y and she was loose from the saddle and heading down to sure death. Then something snatched her and threw her over a saddle.In the space of a handful of seconds she had panicked, pissed her pants, died, been saved, had a strange hand on her pussy and fainted.She had briefly remembered her uncle Robert helping her to the ground. Then he was gone.. Darren, sensing that I was now under his control, leaned his mouth to my ear and whispered, “Take it out of my pants, now! ”Now growing more excited, my shaking hands fumbled with the belt and zipper of his jeans. Finally getting them loose, I slid my hand inside only to discover he wasn’t wearing any underwear! Reaching further down my fingers encountered the largest cock I had ever felt! My pussy lurched as I wrapped my hand around the massive organ. My breathing became shallow as I tried to. I thought myself "mmmm I hope I get to fuck you, mistress..."She shouted at us again "did u tell each other you wanted to suck his cock?" Yes mistress" replied hubby"Might have, mistress" I said..She whipped my arse cheek sharply and said "dont u get cheeky with me, new boy" sorry mistress" i muttered weakly.She whipped hubbies arse and said "go on then - suck him".He knelt down and swallowed my cock whole giving me a lovely deep throat sucking.I looked up and she had sat down on the desk and. However, in this moment of solitude, there was something comforting about that hand, especially when it was accompanied by that deep authoritative voice. Sarah was quickly arrested from her moment of comfort when she realised the voice and the belonged to none other than Parick, fucking, Morrison. She immediately threw her eyes to the heavens, "Patrick, I am not in the mood for your provocation - find someone else to piss off." "Sorry, Sarah. I just thought you looked upset and could do with a.