..Well, it had been a long time, but he’d had plenty of experience, and hadn’t totally forgotten his way around a woman’s body. All right, his a...cient cock was not in full working order, but that little unexpected twitch when those breasts appeared might mean something. Whatever, here was his chance to show a little more positive manhood. Sonia had asked if he wanted to stroke her breasts. Hell, how he’d love to stroke, lick, suck and nibble at them all night. Sadly, he had little else to. Her expression is back to unsmiling and hard toread. She takes hold of the saddle with both hands and looks down.The horse shits a little as she puts her weight in the stirrup. The saddleleather is creaking and pulling against his face. Then the woman rises up overhim and swings a tall riding boot over his face, slipping it into the otherstirrup. She stands in the stirrups over him and he is looking up the length ofher back: from her butt up all the way up to her shoulders, even a. "Quickly she was on all fours and Jack was literally banging the floor with her tits. Jack started to blast come all over the place. He blew come all over her tits, her face, the wall and even hit the ceiling light.The blond got up. "Sugar, we love special orders." She walked out of the restroom.Jack sat there and ate the burger. When he went to pull up his shorts, his dick was no longer that thirteen-inch monster. In fact, both his dick and balls looked a bit smaller but he thought it was just. He sat in the chair and pulled me in front of him. Looking up he asked, did you have fun yesterday. Nodding my head I squeaked out yes. Putting his hands on my chest he said, that's good. He rubbed my chest then moving down he slid his hands to my sides. Reaching my waist he said, are you nervous. Yes I said quickly. Smiling he said, it's OK. We're friends right. Shaking I nodded my head. Mr Smith popped the button and slowly pulled down the zipper. Spreading my pants open he said, I think I.