With each stroke, they got wilder. While I was almost at peak and was stroking with my eyes closed, I heard my doorbell. This completely spoiled my mo...d and I lost my erection instantly. I wore my sky blue t-shirt, adjusted the black shorts and walked towards the door. I opened the door in frustration only to find the two hotties right in front of eyes!They entered the house without wasting a second. Their confidence made me believe that they had done the research well. They knew that I was. And so it was, that on the twelfth of July nineteen forty, I came into contact with Emily ‘Vixen’ Carter. A sprightly and spirited twenty-something, though she never divulged her true age to any of us, not even me. She was a pilot with the ATA and she embodied the motto ‘eager for the air’. Her primary task was to ferry new aircraft from the factories to the RAF squadron airfields, and I, Penelope Chase, was to work for her, organize her schedule out of the Castle Bromwich factory near. The snorting of the young stallion grew ever nearer. The sound of hooves like a spanish dancer was scary. Please dont do this to me, she begged. Relax my dear, or it will be more painful, said a female voice nearby. Suddenly she felt the weight of a hairy, horsey chest, just as she felt hands opening her pussy lips and the head of something huge pushing at the opening. Oh no please she pleaded, to no avail. A horses prick has no rules, so he just thrust forward and forced Traceys cunt lips open. I of course got stuck sitting at the end of the wagon way in the back probably the worst seat there. I took some time to look at some of the people in their costumes sharing this first ride with me. What a selection we had today, i see Snow White pale as ever, though i'm quite sure before the end of the night she'll have more than an apple in her mouth. Belle from Beauty and the b**st holding a candlestick, i'm sure everyone knows where thats been. Lets see who else can i spot, ah yes.