"She will be showing little Claire the ropes so to speak." She smiled but it did not change the sternness of her face. She was what they call striking...rather than beautiful and always looked like she had a turd under her nose, you know the look.The girl looked like a piece of work, just standing there smirking like she was posing for a magazine."Now Tina, dear," her nostrils flared, "I want you to take your time and break in little Claire slowly. We don't want a frightened philly on our hands.". We raced together, chasing our release, and together leapt off the precipice of joy we had sought.She howled, she bucked, she twitched, and her ass clasped me like an arm wrestler’s Alpha handshake. I dug my fingers into her hips, drawing her closer to me and poured my every heartbeat into her orifice, streams of baby juice washing her colon clean.The sun had moved, eventually, and shining into my eyes was an effective way to awaken me. Blearily, I tried to move my arm so I could see the time. Then was the shaft, it was getting a bit difficult, but as I slowly pushed, coming back out every so often, I made more progress. Slow, careful thrust after thrust, Max was moaning with pleasure and I was finally in!I pumped at his ass a little harder, and when Max said a few seconds later to go harder, I couldn’t refuse. I pumped at his ass. My balls were now slapping against his badonk cheeks. I couldn’t have been happier. Except I forgot one thing, Max’s horse dick. There it was, right in. Pulling my cock from Kathy's mouth, I led her by the hand into the bedroom with my hard cock pointing the way. I watched while she put on black, net stockings with a black garter belt, elbow-length black lace gloves and a wide-brim, blue straw hat with a black band around it. With my girl dressed this way, I could hardly contain my desire for her. Taking her own hairbrush from her dresser, I ordered her to face the full-length mirror we have hanging on the back of the bedroom door. She braced.