Then came the bottle brush. As he worked it into my soapy pussy, I was relieved to discover that the bristles were softer than they looked. He reamed ...y pussy in and out several times, then he did the same to my ass hole. I was getting hot all over again, receiving all this loving attention to my (no longer) private parts. One more wash out with the hose, and he was done. Or so I thought. He still didn’t lower me to the floor. He rolled the hose up and cleaned up all his gadgets, slowly and. She would usually cum at least once from fucking me and by thetime I got him off my ass would be good and sore. After this she would just leave me strapped to the horse while she took a little break and had a drink. But she would turn the tens back on and leaveit running just enough to drive me nuts but not enough to let me cum. Thisway she had a nice little show to watch as she sat sipping her drink. I wouldbe strapped down tight twisting and moaning in my bondage, cum dripping fromthe head of. ‘In the truck,’ Trent smiled. ‘There’s one in there for you too.’ ‘You good amigo, Senor Trent,’ Juan said. ‘Gracias,’ Trent said. —- ‘You paint tomorrow?’ Marie asked as they gathered up the tools. ‘It’s Saturday,’ Trent smiled. ‘But you paint tomorrow?’ Marie asked again. ‘Yeah, I might pop over here, do a little painting,’ Trent agreed. ‘I be here,’ Marie said. ‘But it’s Saturday,’ Trent argued. ‘So?’ Marie shrugged. ‘I am here.’ ‘Okay, I’ll pick you up in front of Quick Trip,’ Trent. No traces of his beautiful and sexy wife Christina.John said sorry about his wife; but Christina had one of her headaches so he hoped we don't mind him just coming alone to our invitation for dinner.I just said we had no problema, hoping Christina would be better…John and I sat down to have some drinks.Then my gorgeous Ana walked in to greet John. She was wearing the low cut red dress that I had asked her to wear. Her nipples were clearly visible through the thin material and her long legs.