” She says suddenly.“What?”“You asked what was for tea, chops and chips.”“Oh, great ... how long?”I’ll get them going in a minute, I�...ll make that call first.I could have pointed out, that again she was putting him before me but I let it slide. I walked over so I could listen to both sides.“Pamela darling, how did he take it?”“Not as well as we hoped, er he...”“He’s there with you, listening isn’t he?”“He has said he wants some time to think about it.”“What’s to think about, he says yes and we. Sea was there every time because it was her job to prepare the mare. When a hot mare wanted a cock, she flared out her labia. It was technically called winking and it gave new depth of meaning to the verb. It is amazing what control mares have with the opening to their cunts. They look like virgins when they are not aroused, a closed slit that barely opens enough to let pee pass. But when they are hot, they are hot. They have the ability to pull open their labia, showing the hot red cunt. . Breathe... Just breathe.I see him walking I pull over and he gets in the car, I say hello and I can see he's looking at me head to toe, stopping a long second at my breasts, which I had the tops piercing out from my shirt. He points down the street towards the direction of his house. I however knew right where it was because I drove past the prior night, he just didn't know. We get out of the car and just like he had said he would do he grabbed my ass as he hugged me. I laughed but pulled. He pushed down on the small of my back and then he pulled me over a bar stool, all the while with one of his hands in my slit. Then he ordered me to balance with my feet on the lowest run of the stool, and then he bent me over, my arms resting on the bar as he made me to arch my back.In one fluid movement, that bastard removed his fingers from inside me, and thrust his hard stick deep into my soaking entry. I couldn't help but moan as my body betrayed me; my mind begging him to stop and my body.