Another of Tia's sore points was her breasts. While her A-cups were marvellously firm and had thick, extremely sensitive nipples, Tia and Jacob both w...shed she had more. D-cup implants at the least, he'd say, though she'd have been happy with another cup or two. Maybe a handful would make guys treat them a little more respectfully, instead of viewing them as dials to be twisted and pulled. In spite of his hints of discontent and her hints of willingness, Jacob had yet to offer to pay, and. She wad already been stretched by the other two horses, and this one was even bigger. But the orgasm she last experienced had broke her, she wanted, needed, this huge horse cock inside her. She has to prove to herself she could be more than satisfied.The immense animal straddled her. She rose up on all fours, weakly. She presented herself to him for the fucking of a lifetime. The horse eased his way forward, until his cockhead found its goal. He thrust forward, knocking Lisa unto the bales. "Yeah!" Dennis said, shaking the piggy-bank near his ear to hear it clink around inside. "I got my wish." When do I get my wish?" Margaret asked."When pigs fly!" a gruff old voice said."Mr. Wilson!" The very large, round grownup with the balding gray hair and mustache thing was in the red sweater and brown pants that were several times older than the kids."And Mrs. Wilson," Margaret said. The pleasant looking one of the pair had short white hair and wore a white and green housecoat-type. .. I suppose I could impose a punishment and leave it at that.” Yes, yes, they said, anything. Which they actually meant. These two fourteen year olds were still in the Clive Skythe fan club. They meant ‘anything’. “No, not that! I’m not going to prison for a quick fuck, thank you! Not that you aren’t extremely ... no, never mind.I was thinking of two things: One, you both volunteer tomorrow to help tidy up this place, the ropes and sails etcetera, are in a mess. Two: you come here, bend over.