The difference being with Blackie was that he said what was on his mind; unlike humans, who spent so long beating around the bush before getting to wh...t they wanted to say. Gina appreciated this, and talked to her stallion the same way; which often led to some very horny situations… Blackie, of course, being a stallion, was horny all the time anyway, but with this being the middle of the breeding season for horses, he could hardly think of anything else! All he could think about was relieving. You know that. You know how I came when you played with me," and before I could stop her she'd slipped her warm hand under my sweatpants to grasp my already swelling tool."Stop it Irene!" I spoke sharply but I know I made no attempt to remove her hand."Hee Hee. You don't really want me to, do you Bill," and then my fourteen year old sister was pulling my hand between her legs to her bushy pussy.As I said, I'd been drinking. My sister's hand was warm and it felt good as she wrapped her fingers. Pressing down, she smiled as I entered her. I moved to hold her hips and she gently pressed my arms back down, telling me to be still, to let her do everything. Her eyes were closed as she slowly, at first, and then more rapidly, began rising and falling on my erection. I stayed still, watching her beautiful breasts quivering and bouncing as her nipples hardened and her areoles swelled up. She looked so beautiful, obviously enjoying herself, but concentrating on bringing me to a climax.. Now, nothing. I had a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach, but Debbie helped me up, and we went into the main room, where I joined several women, all wearing a robe similar to mine.Sitting in another chair, my head lying on the headrest, Debbie began to pluck my eyebrows! Before I could protest, she told me she was just thinning them a little, for a better shape she said. When she finished plucking me like a chicken, she washed my hair, and started trimming, then came the rollers and a.