I still had no voice, I was still trying to make sure this was real. Was I really on my way to a hot new club after grabbing a hot new outfit, with th... man from my fantasies?? We were in the limo, finally on our way. I had picked out a hot white dress that hugged my body and showed the necessary curves without being slutty. It was perfect for the man I was going out with… however he had insisted that I couldn’t wear the dress yet. I was sitting in the car with a white strapless bra and teeny. But love or hormones always found a way at Raquette and my training extended well beyond horses, tennis, sculling, etc., by way of late night excursions around the lake. Getting together was much easier when rendezvous could be worked out with our handy smart phones. The girls who attended Raquette there were often more “sporting” than typical girls like Tam who busied themselves closer to home during the summer. Many of them were “horsey”; the stereotype and reality being that equestrian girls. There was an interesting ***********ion of stuff already on there, with quite a lot of it being quite expensive. On a whim I decided to buy them a metal jewelled butt plug, as I thought the one in the film was way too small, the one I ***********ed was not huge, but bigger with a 3” bulb. I also got a set of nipple clamps and I liked the thought of Mandy being forced to wear them.During the following week, I got the feeling that I had pissed Tracy off somehow as she was very quiet. She had. Lamar licked his lips as he felt the hesitation from Tyler’s sphincter muscle as he attempted to work his rod inside of the rectum. Tyler bit his lips and winced in pain. Lamar pulled Tyler close and confided, “I’ma be gentle.” Then he kissed the boy. Tyler slid slowly down the pole as he tongue wrestled with his older lover. The girth of Lamar’s love-stick stretched Tyler wide open in a gentle sort of manner. Lamar guided the eager bottom down to base so he was balls deep in the ass. “Rock on.