When I opened the door I could hear her horse neighing and when I looked over Maureen was sitting on a bale of hay at the side of the horse playing wi...h its cock. She gave a scream when she saw me and started to cry saying " Oh please don!t tell anyone". I said I would have to consider that. She was about 34, and smoking hot. About 5' 6", long hair pulled back in a pony tail, slim long tanned legs (she was wearing short cut offs), small perky breasts and an ass to die for. She climbed over the. Tears well up in her eyes as her throat spasms on my cock every deep thrust. Streams of saliva are covering my cock, running down her chin and down my balls. “Fuck, we have to hurry.” I pull out of her mouth, a relieving look on her face. “Fucker,” she says as I grab her arm, pulling her up on her feet. “You got that right.” I spin her against the wall, sliding my hands under her silky black skirt. I pull her black panties down, lifting her skirt up, before pressing her against the wall.. .. it said that the subject’s happiness is increased when they have sexual intercourse more than twice each week.”Richard is some kind of professor, so it doesn’t surprise me that he stated it more formally than my mother had. I was hoping that his academic background would also mean that he paid more heed to studies like the one I’d just had him read, but it could have gone either way.Only one way to find out.“Do you agree with those findings?” I asked, after getting him to hand the book. My face was being fucked by black cock. Hard, thick, sweet, black cock.I was drooling gagging, being used.Soon he was moaning, and I knew that soon, his cum would fill my mouth and throat.Louis was now standing up next to us, and, I knew as soon as Mike pulled out, Louis would stick his cock deep into my working, sucking mouth.My mouth just a hole to fill for their pleasure.Just a cum pig, on my knees for them."Ready?"; here came Mikes cum, pump, pump, pump, his cock shot into my mouth. Loads.