"Fuck", she said, "fuck your shit up. Fuck your shit up! Oh, fuck!" ... I grabbed her ass and held on to it while she rode me like a race horse. My bed started creaking thinking it was going to collapse with all the shit we've been doing for some time. Cynthia got up. The Studhorse crunched a piece of sugar and serviced the second one. Then the studhorse was given one more piece of sugar. And after that it serviced the third horse and so on. Her husband listened to her, then fucked and fell asleep. At night he felt that someone thrust something inside his mouth. He opened his eyes and saw his wife pushing sugar into his mouth… – What are you doing? – Well, you are my studhorse! – You fool! The stud fucked different horses!”Any way, I divorced my first wife.. She moaned as he slowly pushed in all the way. Then he started pumping into her hard and fast, making Ana scream loud in lust…My wife wrapped her legs around him, begging to be fucked even harder and faster. Ana finally came; out long and loud. I had never seen her cum this hard and long before; he was fucking her good.Minutes later Jamieson also came, filling Ana’s cunt with semen.But Ana was not done yet. She got on all fours and Jamieson again pumped her nice sweet pussy. My wife came twice. It could feel the tears start to flow from its eyes. It was glad that its hands were bound so that for once it wouldn’t automatically reach to wipe them away. Master hates when the slave does that and this was a time that the slave didn’t want to displease Master. With each strike of the switch the slave thanked Master. Then Master used the switch on the rest of the slave’s body. It seemed like it lasted forever but finally it was over. The criss cross pattern that Master had hoped for.