Youreach down, between my still wide-spread legs, and find my rock-hard clit withyour right hand….rubbing it lightly from side to side….squeezingi... between a finger and your thumb….pulling it away from my body…pinchingit tightly….torturing it as you tortured my throbbing nipples so recently.Your hand leaves my clit after a few brief moments of play, and is replacedby another surprise….the sharp pinch of an alligator clip being clampeddown on my clit. This brings a gasp from me….as I struggle to. “I would tell you it’s probably best not to get attached to a horse on a farm like this, but you seem like you could use a friend. Blackie is a good horse. He’ll make a good friend.”“How do you know that?” she asks, her curiosity rising. Maybe, just maybe Rick is something she can confide in about her thoughts and sudden sexual urges toward the animal.“Well, I’ve been around horses all my life,” he says sounding proud. “I think by now I can tell when a person and a horse go together pretty. He withdrew his cock from my mouth and he pulled the dildo out until only the tip was inside me. Without any warning he slammed his cock back into my mouth and the dildo in my ass. He continued to fuck me this way. I was desperate for the dildo in my pussy to move.I steadied myself on the chair as he vigourously fucked me in both ends. I let go of the dildo in my pussy ad started to rub my clit."What the hell are you doing?" he yelled, still continuing to drill me. "You're going to pay for. I would then order you to tell me in as dirty words as you can how you wanted to be my fuck slut sex slave.You would tell me that your mind and body was mine to use and abuse as I wished, your whole being was there for my sexual gratification, you live only to accept my spunk where ever I want to give it to you.I would then lead you over to a dining chair and position you over the seat part before tying your legs to its legs, leaving your arse fully exposed to me.Your tits would hang free over.