I wouldn’t have thought it possible but they accentuated her breasts even more than normal which just didn’t seem possible. She wore a short black...shirt, what appeared to be stockings, high heals and I couldn’t help notice the stares of several men’s she told me to park in town and telling me to wait as she walked off through the high street. Ten minutes later she appeared carrying a black carrier bag and gave me a very suggestive smile as she told me to drive to hers. I asked her what she had. Mycock was throbbing I was ready to cum, and the dildo was massaging myprostate. I was in heaven. Slowly the tempo began to quicken, and myorgasm began to rise. Before long I was bucking against the horse,loving the feeling of being impaled, getting fucked. My orgasm was hardand fantastic. Sissy juice squirted from my rubber encased cock to driponto the saddle below me. I hung in the restraints as the horse slowedto a stop. There was the hiss I heard before and I felt the warmlubricant fill me. She ran warm water and stood hugging me while the water drenched us. Words can do no justice for my feelings. Then she took the bathing solution and began lathering my cock. I returned her the favour by rubbing the soapy lather all over her breasts and her pussy. She made sure to stroke my cock and squeeze my balls. I winced a little in pain. I made sure to rub enough lather on her clit and she pushed me against the wall as she spread her legs and brought her pussy close to me.She looked like a. I did not have to wait long before I felt him pull one of my legs behind the chair, my knee having to bend and bow out to keep from breaking. I could feel my pussy lips pulling back. The other leg was next, pulled back until they met in the back.“UUUUUGGG,” I groaned in pain, feeling like he was going to split my crotch up the middle. I felt him fumbling with the ropes and soon felt them tightening on my ankles again, both of the tied tightly together behind the chair.“Almost,” he said, ropes.