Next time, yes?" "Yes, please. Next time, Lady Gwen." She dressed, taking her time, humming all the while. Then she waved at me and left. I took off m... sticky trousers, and then stroked myself for another hour, lying on my bed and thinking of her. From that point on, each Friday, we would do something that she wished to do. But only after I had painted her portrait, getting closer to finishing each week. Then I'd do whatever she'd allow to please her. Sometimes I would make a feast of her. Two sets of hooves thundered across the pasture, accompanied by Brooke’s cries of excitement, which sounded distinctly sexual to him. By the time they neared the other side of the trek, near the barn, he was half hard from the arousing sounds she made along the way. As he slowed the pace back down to a fast walk around the barn, she released a loud, “Yes!” She then moaned and added, “Oh my god. That was incredible.” The sight of her breathing hard, her face flushed, and the orgasmic quality of. "Sarah are you hot, do you need to make love?" Yes badly, I'm sorry."Julie spanked her again and said: "Hush that, don't ever be sorry for something that wonderful. Don't you realize how great it makes me feel that you want to make love with me? To share your self with me and let me share my body with you, that's a great feeling to know someone wants you in the most intimate way that two people can be with each other, enjoying and being enjoyed. Can I strip you and admire your body?" Oh yes,. She squealed as he thrust into her; feeling his back sack slap against her clit. He could faintly see her tits swinging with rhythm. His cock was growing harder; her pussy was getting wetter.He put a hand on her back and pushed her shoulders downward. Her chest pressed against the floor. He grabbed a handful of the flaming red hair and pulled back, thrusting harder and faster as Andrea was forced to look up at the wall. He watched her lightly tanned ass ripple as his hips slapped against.