..I was afraid of that. I really wanted to update Samantha's clothing since hers were getting a little worn looking. But she needed more than the typi...al Leadville look of flannel and denim I had seen around town.Sally finishes with Samantha, looks at me laughs and says, "Now I need to see what I can do with the 'unicorn's' hair."I really like Sally's sense of humor, laugh and reply, "Well don't forget the full treatment for my hooves."I sit in the chair and enjoy Sally's ministrations - she. Wrapping their arms around each other, they humped against each other, their legs working to grind their pussies together. No words were exchanged at this moment and none were needed, as this was something that was sacred to both women. They stared into each other’s eyes as they groaned, moaned and panted with exertion.Both of them lost track of how long they were doing this, a moment, a minute, an hour, it didn’t matter. Their slippery pussies rubbed and kissed each other as they kept shifting. Maybe then he could explain himself for the messed up fetish he’d revealed. Maybe then... he could fuck her brains out.Mary shook her head. Where were these thoughts coming from? Why couldn’t she just keep a clear head? She got dressed, straightened her hair up, and sat down at the computer again with a cup of coffee. As if her hands had a mind of their own, she found herself clicking on yet another of the stories Jack had been reading recently. Not surprisingly, it was another of Mr. Kreme’s. If it still feels good, fuck me as hared and fast as want. Look up at me now, and kiss me as you take more of my cock.“When it starts to feel really good, lean back just a little and let me kiss your titties.”“I love this, Jerry. I wish I had waited until now to fuck my first time. You sure know how to make a girl feel good and my pussy loves your cock.”“You can make it good every time if you make your guy slow down long enough to make sure it feels good to you. A man can rub his cock against.