Sick at heart." She flopped into the chair facing him."I'm sorry,” he said. “I was only doing my job. It wasn't part of some master plan to put on... over on you. Actually I was on edge the whole time, frightened that I was showing some sign of being rattled." I can imagine," she said. "It wasn't your fault. He broke the rules, even if he couldn't help it. You did a great job, and it's made me think too."She slid off the chair to kneel in front of him, laying her head on his thigh."I should be. Ash pushed on Greg’s abdomen, separating his cock from between her legs. She looked down at the promontory of his erection, looked into his eyes, and smiled. “Very appetizing.” Taking his cock in her hand she tilted it upward and sucked his helmet between her lips. Greg winced, flexing his legs up and down as her tongue tantalized the groove on the bottom of his glans.Pulling back, Skip hooked his thumbs in the waistband of Ashley’s red lace panties and peeled them over her hips and then down. The stallion then stood over the bench with Angela beneath him. She was excited and wrapped her legs up around the huge horse and rubbed herself on him.She then rested on the bench and guided his huge horse cock into her soaking wet pussy. It slid in easily, although her pussy must still feel very tight with the anal plug taking up so much space inside her. The stallion thrusted into her and she moaned with pleasure. He pounded her more and more until she was lost in ecstacy. With the anal plug. "Why?" In case any of the bar's patrons are feeling peckish aftera night on the town... this gives one a chance for a quickbite before going home." How interesting," I said. And then caught sight of a womanwho reminded me of my sister---a sister I hadn't seen forabout ten years. She disappeared one day somewhere betweenWarren High where she had been at cheerleading practice,and home. I reached down and stroked her greasy dark hair."What is your name, pretty?" said I."Ba...Barb," she stammered.I.