”Mrs. Jun blinked. Then she shuddered, “Right, right, my payment.” She unfastened my sister's jean skirt and, after the MILF fell to her knees, ...ulled them down and off Lisa's hips. My little sister's shaved pussy came into view, her slit tight and dripping with juices. I breathed in and could smell her sweet musk.Well, sweet musks. The pair had similar aromas.Mrs. Jun licked her lips as she stared at my sister's pussy. Lisa stepped out of her skirt and then took a step back, planting her rump. ”Jackie scanned the paper and pointed to a name. “Roscoe J,” she said, “in the third race. What’s a gelding?”“Uhh ... A gelding is a horse that’s ... umm ... been cut off from temptation.”“I don’t understand.”“It means his ... testicles have been removed.”“Why would they do that?”“To make him more manageable. Sometimes stallions don’t get along. They fight with each other to assert dominance.”“They’re bullies,” Jackie observed.“That’s one way to look at it. Once a bothersome horse has been. I bent over and gave her a gentle, smiling kiss on the lips before dropping to my knees in front of her. Still nervous, but curious enough to keep the feeling at bay, I lightly licked her vagina, starting at the bottom of her lips and moving slowly upward over her clit.She shuddered as my tongue washed over her clit, so I moved to lick it again. Another shudder, deeper this time, as I put more pressure on it. Her hands slid to the back of my head and she gently pushed me down. I started. My wife was tensed. So was I. But in the faint moonlight, I could make out that he was busy smoking and not looking at our direction.I don’t know why, but I continued fondling my wife’s boobs and started kissing her. She was a bit hesitant, but I reminded her that if he is looking, let him have some fun. We both continued kissing wildly and both of us somehow found the thought of him looking at us, very exciting.We continued for some time and went inside after our round of smokes. That night,.