!! We were wife, stallion and wife.No, I didn’t consider Spirit my husband, that would be ridiculous. Beside which I detest people who try to impose...human emotions and thoughts onto animals. Have some respect. Spirit shows me he loves me, he does things entirely of his own accord that demonstrate that love. That he accepts me hanging beneath him with his cock inside me is only a small part of it. He is a big powerful stallion, yet he responds to my touch, my voice, allows me to guide him. And the next minute, my dick was getting hard again and in no time I started cumming again. I was nowhere in a state of mind to think about what was happening, all I wanted was this to never stop. Waves and waves of pleasure, indescribable yet so immense. After what felt like an eternity and me cumming a few more times.I felt him moan louder and fell on my back with his dick still in me. We rested for a few minutes in the place without moving a muscle. Then he got up from me, got his dick out. . "are they reshaping me to make me a copy ofMandy?" i could form this thought before they grew in intensity, feelingalso my feet in that sort of shoes being pushed, something was alsohappening to my legs arms hands and hips, my hips in particular were thegoal of discharges coming from the chair itself (which, i realized aftera few seconds, were being painfully reshaped and enlarged, i felt them solarger than before that my knees started to touch each other because ofthe different shape of the. Did he think I didn't like the kiss? Was I a bad kisser? Did he not like the kiss? Or did he think he wasn't a great kisser? Those thoughts traveled and sunk into my mind. I sat on my bed for hours thinking. I mean, my parents were on a business trip. What's the worst that could happen? I am an only child, and does that make him think I'm stuck up or something? I know I'm not. Even though out in the pool I probably sounded like one. I heard a knock on the front door. The sound echoed.