And then you're going to eat me again and again and again and you won't stop until I tell you that you can."She looked nervous but she did as told, al...eit slowly, crouching down and positioning herself between my splayed wide legs."Because if you don't," I said harshly, "I'm never going to make you cum again."That did it. I saw a fierce fire in her eyes. A fierce hunger. She may have been some poor sweet virgin before I said those words but that ended it. She attacked my cunt like a mad woman,. As if yet a man with stiffened arms I grip her with forelegs upon her flanks. Meanwhile I probe with my erect shaft, pressing in and working it all the deeper, beginning an instinctive ritual as I would seek the depths of this jennet’s raging desire.When I but touch her cervix with the end of my stiffened shaft, my entire body becomes as one steel rod. A pelvic thrust presses that very stiff cock so deep I can feel my sheath mingling with her still winking lips of equine sex.One has to wonder. Though if they were looking at me naked, no doubt they'd over look anything I saw and be content with staring at my own tits. Being from Mexican descent, I had an olive complexion, which turned considerably darker in an instant with a little sun. Long dark hair that fell well to the middle of my back, and long shapely legs and thighs, which I considered to be my best assets. It was typically however my own breasts that if ever exposed, or even partially so, always drew the most attention. Not. They approached an old cabin near the far end of the park and Jack began rustling in his pockets. “Do you stay here?” Weylie asked. “On occasion,” Jack smiled as he pulled out the cabin key and unlocked the door. He allowed Weylie to step in before him and he shut the door behind them. “It’s beautiful in here.” She said looking at the old wood that was shined and polished and the furniture that was made out of wood as well. “You think this is beautiful, allow me to show you the bedroom.” Jack.