Each young man would enter me and fuck me until I could recognize his cock. I would incur three strokes, if I couldn't identify him. Then I would have...a second chance to identify him with my mouth. I would suck his cock until I recognized him. If I was unable to do this, then I would incur another three strokes. The young man would then get to spank me for not remembering the feel or taste of his cock. My clit pulsed as he explained the rules.Soon I was hefted up and carried to my first cock.. But not just any dog. Oh no! Far from it. In all honesty I’m still debating whether that was a mini horse or something. We had a Great Dane/Mastiff mix that, if standing on his hind legs, was well over 6 feet high. He was about 6’6 on his back legs, about 4’6 on his 4 paws. He was pitch black with a small white patch of fur under his legs, in his groin area; He also had a caramel tint to his face so, as a 10 year old, I called him Hershey. Hershey was my best friend and, sadly, my only. You groan a bit,as my hand moves to your inner thigh, right at the crease. I fondleyour balls a bit as the ice cube melts into oblivion. I then lick fromyour hip up to your belly button. Then kiss my way up to your neck andcollarbone. I am still softly touching your balls, and then slide myfingers up your shaft lightly, enjoying the groans that come from you.You are breathing heavily as I stroke you just with the tips of myfingers, kissing your neck and collarbone. I move my kisses up yourjaw. I ask how your day was; try to make conversation, for you had paid for a two hour massage. We are gonna be here a while. You reply by saying that you have been really stressed at work and that’s why you have gotten the massage. I move down the lower part of your back and started to massage your ass. I noticed that this was a surprise to you because of the way you jumped when I touched you there. I did the left side first. Squeezing just hard enough to make it feel good. I hear you moan again. .