”“What?”“You kiss me. Then we’ll talk.”“Why do I have to kiss you?”“So I can find out if you’re worth my time. Don’t you want to...kiss me?”Ted’s eyes flickered over her full, soft lips. He saw her put her tongue to the edge of her teeth. He knew she was teasing him with it.“It’s just a kiss,” Taylor said gently.“Not with you, it isn’t,” he challenged. “With you, it’s foreplay.”She smiled and he heard her laugh softly. “You’re funny. I’m starting to like you.”“Starting?” he chuckled. “You were. "Ha," she said, arms akimbo, "y'don' remember me. I could 'ave bit off your stupid cod if I'd vished."I looked down at her, admiring her fine body and searched my memory for tow-headed girls who had been that familiar with my poor member. Up swam an image of bloody fights and a name: "Chrissie," I said, "by damn, Chrissie," and I bent, gathered her in, lifted her up and kissed her mouth right through her veil."Put me down, y'oaf," she squealed, wiggling and hammering at my shoulders, her large. "Well sir, I-I did say that s-she could at least spend one night home with me this week. I-I didn't mean to sound brash o-or angry. I-It just came out the wrong way. I-I'm sorry Betty." I said apologetically."It's a bit late for that. It's going to take a lot more than that to atone for what you did." My wife said as she swung the cane though the air with a swishing noise. A chill of terror ran down ran down my back as I shuddered."Victor, remember when you were told that you would have to. Unfortunately, it was just like the pony. A thrust. One more, followed by another. A brief feeling of an expanding mushroom at the head of his cock and then a flood of cum filling me up and poring out as his cock almost immediately pulled out.I didn’t cum at all. My cunt, that was naturally big, felt like a cavern. The sperm the donkey had erupted into me was running out of me like a stream. I could hear it splashing on the ground.THE HORSEI wasn’t asked if I was ok as the director was looking.