”I responded, “I’m not surprised, dressed like that.”We danced; she placed her arms round my neck and leaning forward she kissed me, our lips ...ressing together. I could feel my cock responding to this attention, I pulled her closer letting her feel the reaction she was having on me.“Someone’s getting excited,” she said lightly giggling as she pulled away from me. The music stopped and we headed back to our booth. Moments later one of the guys from the bar walked over towards us. I inwardly. “Jamie you have a gorgeous cock darling, it’s the thickest one I have ever seen”, she said, as she continually stroked it up and down, not moving her hungry eyes from it.It was very sexy experience listening to this sexy lady complimenting me on my cock while in front of me, on her knees and now masturbating me in long slow strokes. I didn’t think that I would be able to last any longer because it had been such a long time that I was with a woman.“Sylvia”, I began to speak when she covered my. You are a prick-teasing mare, who must be taught a lesson said a soft voice from somewhere close by. It sounded like the goat man? An indisciplined mare needs a strong stallion to teach her how to behave, said the freaky voice. The sound of cloven hooves and clip clop sounds again startled her. What was more scarey now was the sound of . . . yes, a horse strutting and snorting through his nostrils! She felt herself being strapped to an elevated V shaped table, her legs wide apart in the V. The. .. in the master bedroom, I think. Nora was... No! Where... ?Ah, there she is. What about Dad? Nothing. The same held true for Jason, Sara and Donna. Marsha, too. I started to panic, but then remembered the bomb shelter was lead lined. Did lead stop my emotion sensors like Superman's x-ray vision? No, lead lined is irrelevant. The master bedroom closet is over thirty feet away. Get a grip little missy.Did I stop panicking? Hah! My belly felt like a butter churn in action.A strange emotional.