She was remarkably calm, and her top speed seemed to be an ambling trot.I did little pen sketches of her friends riding and gave them to the girls as ... remembrance. Their parents were duly impressed when they found out who did the sketches. I got thank you notes and invitations to dinner as a family, so we all went. I was impressed with the mansions, and one hak a very nice art collection. There was probably twenty-million-dollars’ worth of paintings hanging on the walls.One woman commissioned. I run my hands up and down his back and thru his hair the whole time, as my body arches and twists, desparate to feel his cock deep inside of me. First though I pull him towards me so that his cock is right in my face. He slaps my cheek with it a couple of times before grabbing the back of my head and driving his dick deep in my mouth. I gasp at the surprise of it, but am even more turned on, as his fingers finally roam down to play lightly with my dripping clit. I’m taking as much of his. You are fucking my asshole with long strokes! Another woman moves up and shoves her rubber cock into my mouth and the rest line up in wait! The woman in my mouth pulls her cock out of me and I yell, "OH GOD, THANK YOU MISTRESS!" I am in Heaven, or maybe Hell! I’m not sure! All I know is that I Love It! I can’t believe that you have given me one of my ultimate fantasies! You and the other Women are taking turns moving around me! Fucking my ass! Fucking my face! Using spit for Lube! It is so. “Well, I’d say the four of you know the secret of mind control, honey, so, what other things might be real? Susan’s not even doing anything to make this happen; maybe telepathy’s a thing too. Maybe the three of them together and trying to fuck their minds off of worrying about you is doing something to the Collective Subconscious, allowing me to come to you. We can’t ignore the near-death aspect of things; maybe there are just angles to the whole Life/Death game that can’t be made out from your.