A few days later, the chicken and horse are playing in the meadow again. This time, the chicken falls into the mud hole. The chicken yells to the hors... to run and get the farmer, or the farmer's Mercedes.The horse says, "Wait, I think I can stand over the mud hole!" So, he stretches over the width of the hole and says to the chicken, "Reach up and grab my 'thingy' and pull yourself up!!!" And so the chicken did, pulling herself up to safety.The Moral of the Story?If you're hung like a horse,. Damn…your pussy is probably the tightest Ive ever felt. Maybe I should stretch it out a little. After all, you took my punishment so well…now its time for your reward. Then I heard him unzip his pants. In one final attempt, I whimpered out Please… he bent over me and got really close to my hear while his fingers gently started moving in and out. and he whispered in my ear,, Shh… shush. Its ok baby. Ill go really slow. Ill make it good for you. And by the end, youll be begging for me to take you. When my breath came back to normal, I eased out of Joey's hole and rolled over onto my back. Joey asked hurriedly if he could “do me now?” In answer, I rolled over onto my stomach and spread my legs. Joey immediately got between them and started to lick my hole as I had done for him. I guess he knew if he enjoyed it so much, I would too. He learned fast and I was able to relax and let his tongue enter fully a lot sooner than he had let me do it to him. It felt great. I raised my ass up to meet. Say she go me.’ Yussef said. ‘Ok, I’m sure he’s fine. He’ll be here any minute.’ And sure I was sure he was fine. Fine. I worried anyway. Eventually he came, of course. But he was quite obviously not fine. He walked very slowly, bag in tow, all pale. I rushed to him and gave him the biggest but softest hug I could. We found a place to sit and he held on to me like I was his nest now and I suppose I was. ‘It was so terrible,’ he whispered. ‘Cold clammy like old porridge glue with no air or dry.