" Robinwaggled Charlie's penis playfully.Charlie smacked his hand away, turned around and engaged him with hereyes."Are you serious?" she said solemn...y."Why not? Glenda and I are going. She's going stag but everyone elseis taking their girlfriends, husbands or wives so why shouldn't I takemy girlfriend?" He leaned and kissed the tip of her nose."Is that what I am? Your girlfriend?" Charlie was not going to let himget away with changing the subject."We've never really discussed our. After half an hour she was still waiting for me to reveal the catalog,and I wouldn't be able to put off a bathroom call much longer either.She saw me looking up and demanded "Show me what's behind you, dear."I gave up. Without saying anything I reluctantly I pulled the catalogout from behind my back and held it out toward her."That's a start, dear. Now what page were you looking at?"Her look told me that resisting would do no good. I nervously opened itto the page of teen models posing in. Undressing hurriedly, flopping heavily onto her body, squeezing her breasts, fumbling to find the entrance to her vagina, shoving hard into her wet crotch and kissing hard on her bruised lips as they rammed into her. As soon as the fuck finished in a grunting climax she would turn her head to watch the television until the man dressed and another came to stand by the bed, dropping his pants to reveal an erect cock and ripping off his shirt; she would watch until the new friend pulled her face. I walked back up to the house and smiled as I looked inthe mirror. I was covered with horse cum. There werebig white gobs in my hair, on my face and it covered mynow soaking wet shirt. I stripped down and jerked offin the shower. That night I went into the barn, stripped nude andshowed in the horses one by one. Their cocks werealready half hard when I showed them into the stall. I crawled under them, jerked them off and used theircocks to hose my naked body with horse cum. I smearedit all over.