Pondering the evening's events I couldn't make sense of how we got from point A to point B. It started out with so much promise and closeness, got ugl... quick and then swung back around. It was obvious that he wanted me in the visceral sense. That became obvious as he brought me to orgasm and even more so as my head was bobbing on his swollen cock. Was having him in the sexual way enough for me? Normally it would be. Was it enough now? The more I felt like I wanted to pursue a relationship with. They started talking about the old days, and Mandy took me down to the barn.“What kind of horse do you dream about, Misty?”“Well, I like to ride fast, but I really hate cows, so I have zero interest in cutting, either on the ranch, or in competition. I’ve always just wanted a nice mellow horse that likes to run. I guess in my dreams it’s a buckskin filly, with a black mane and tail.”“Have you ever thought about barrel racing? That’s a fun way to ride fast. I’ll bet all the boys would mob you. I could hardly contain my excitement as things got underway, kissing her passionately and licking her exposed breasts. To start our messy fun I warmed a pot of custard, allowing it to cool a little before I used it. Once cool enough, I poured a good amount of the warm yellow custard down the front of her panties. I watched as it oozed through the delicate lace.Jaq held her legs back as I got to work. I slurped and sucked the custard through the gusset of her panties. Mixed with the sweetness of. I was happy like never before, I just kissed her and looked into her eyes saying-“Aunty ye to taiyari thee, aapki chudai aapka chhota saiyan aur deewana premi ab karega…aap bus maze lo aapko khush kar doonga, abhi to bus moohn mein pilaya hai,ab choot ko chodunga, phir shaam ko aapki izazat ho to apni pyari aunty ke gore gore gaand maroonga,bolo ho aap taiyaar.” My lovely Renu aunty was also in superb mood. She took my penis in her hand pushing its skin up and down for new erection and.