The next bus came. “We need to take this bus”A few stops later we got down at another bus stop and walked towards my house. My room was in such a ...ess but I didn’t care. We reached, and I checked. There is nobody else in the house awake. All safe and sound. I opened up the door and escorted her to my room. As she sat down on my bed, I noticed the outline of her pussy on the underwear was clearer and looked wet. I went and filled up a bottle of water.Back in the room, I asked “Have you had. Any girl will love it when u tease her licking and kissing her thighs? What do u say girls? Moving up towards her love tunnel I realised she is very wet their.. I started to lick the sides of her pussy lips..She couldn’t take it any longer and she got hold of my hair and she placed my lips on her pussey.. This was the first time I touched her pussey.. I started kiss it gently as girls want you to be wild here.And you guys know I love to tease my girl, my woman. No matter how old she is. She. Marchbanks. I feel her pick up the reins, and the bit cuts into my mouth as she gives a little pull. There are, of course, two sets of reins, one set for each Pony. They are tethered through a single ring at the front of the carriage.I hear the carriage whip sliding out of its tube-like container at the side of the carriage. I tense...„Trot,“ orders Miss Renata.The leathern knots of the whip sting across my right buttock cheek. I hear Roman Beauty getting something similar.One... two...Even. Why not? After all that hard work last night, I'd be perfectly content to just lay back (or bend over) and have it done to me. No responsibility, no performance anxiety, no stress, no strain. Just let the other guy do all the work."Sounds like a winner," I answered.He gave me the full treatment. I'd never had my nipples sucked in quite that way, and his technique of fingering my asshole gave me fluttering palpitations. Two fingers, then three, and I was craving more. Much more.He was kneeling.