"Quite right, much quicker this time. You certainlyare learning." Said the man patting her head like he would a good dog. "I'llask again, do you belie...e it's true? That wild horses would be unable to provideMatthew with a girl…I mean slut-whore…to be fucked at his whim?" He had asked her this four times now, once beforethe first horse had been brought in, and then again after each horse had dismounted.Her answers were (In order): "Hell yes, the fucking faggot!"(Already driveninto a rage from. I imagined the experience being so sensual. I wanted her naked, I wanted to feel her skin against mine, and her lips caressing and licking every inch of my body. Her fingers steadily thrusting in and out of me, gradually getting faster, as her lips and tongue meet my clit, continuously sucking and flicking. My hands clenching her hair as I reach climax and my body begins to tremble. Mmmm…and the vision of me pleasing Beth Ann, fulfilling her needs, her legs wrapped around my neck and her pussy. This meant native French people, not even North African or Vietnamese Immigrants, whom she didn?t consider to be True French. Afterwards, she went back home and was relaxing inside her Jacuzzi. Her apartment in Seoul was far better than her home back in France, and even the wages here were a lot higher. This was the only reason why she came to Korea to teach and also that, being proud of being French, was spreading the great French culture worldwide, if she could. The bubbles and the warmness. Though truth be told, this was a means to an end. She bobbed her face on his crotch for a dozen or so pumps, until she felt his cockhead nudge the back of her throat. That end was now.She rose, looked him in the eye as her right hand grasped his hard prick, some of her hair in her eye as she did so, stroking it in short strokes as she turned to the vanity and mirror.God she looked slutty. One of her spaghetti straps had fallen off her shoulder and her lips were an excited red from having just.