Fuck-lube oozed from the gaping pissholes on the excited horse-cocks and the girls licked it up like honey, as fast as it bubbled out."Would you like ...o do that?" one of the boys hanging onto Denise asked her. "I bet you would. All you chicks are crazy about horses 'cause they bring you off when you're riding 'em."Denise flushed even more. How did he know that? It seemed all her deepest, darkest secrets were fast becoming common knowledge. How could some boy she'd never met know that she got. A pained smile crept across her face, she had tasted the forbidden fruits of this taboo culture and she had made him ejaculate, she knew she was becoming addicted to its evil charms and she wondered where it would lead, her mind wandering until suddenly reality struck and she realised Barry was calling “s*******n” she had missed a lash and the leather had moved its shocking attentions onto Bessy once more. By nineteen things had settled once again into a routine, thwack or slap, dependent on. I am struggling for sanity as Gwen practices thisnew skill under the tutelage of Mistress Samantha. It does not take herlong to gain the skill she needs to have me in a blind ragged frenzy ofdesire and need and I cannot move a muscle to relieve myself.This is the moment Mistress has been waiting for. She stands and removesher sodden panties and repositions the table with the head slightly down.This will have two effects, first it will help prevent the fainting thatis close to happening as. All were my plans. Suddenly one naked girl’s pic came out while sliding. She got shocked, and kept on sliding for more of her pics, but got many naked pics of single girls, as well as couples having dirty sex. She gave me the phone pretending that she didn’t see those. Now party is over. All are ready to move now. It’s around 10.30 pm in Bangalore, with little cold outside due to rain. All left except me and Sindhu. She was looking for taxi; I invited her to drop her. She agreed and I started.