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Spewing non-stop, the huge horse cock made its trip down the girl’s rippling throat, pumping another powerful jet into her quivering tummy as it sheathed itself to the hilt. The stallion paused, fully inserted, gasping for breath as his huge nut sack visibly contracted once, and then again, pumping furiously. Then, catching a second wind, his balls contracted yet again as he withdrew. Stacy’s cheeks bulged alarmingly as he pumped her full to the brim. In his frenzied state, Barkley pulled domination back too hard. Pressured by the overload of cum in the girl’s straining mouth, the spongy head of the creature’s cock pressed hard against the captive barrier of her teeth. Then the crown of his cock reluctantly folded forward, allowing it to squeeze from Stacy’s widely stretched oral cavity. As I filmed, I expected her to gratefully make her escape. Instead she frantically grasped at the still spewing cock with both hands, toppling forward as she was pulled off balance. Holding herself upright with a firm two-handed grip on the stallion’s pulsing cock, she aligned his massive shaft with her pretty face and opened her cum-filled mouth wide in greedy anticipation. Barkley’s balls contracted yet again. A churning fountain of cum blasted through the air. Stacy desperately tried to direct the steaming white gusher into her mouth, but controlling such a force of nature was an inexact science at best. A thick frothing stream Slave surged into her mouth. She swallowed frantically but it overflowed from her lips like a spilled pitcher of cream. The stallion’s cock shuddered in her grasp, launching streaming pulses of cum like a roman candle. One torrent lathered heavily across her chin, adding to the cascade that flowed down onto her glistening tits. The next surge caught her across the cheek and then tracked upward, sending a salty, stinging splatter into her eye. She squinted and drew back a hand, futilely trying to wipe the salty, clinging goo from her vision with her cum-coated fingers. Three more shots went wild, drenching her hair with long wet streamers and leaving no patch of forehead uncoated. Finally she brought the flailing cock shaft under control, pressing her lips against the softening cock shaft as Barkley managed one final exhausted thrust of his haunches. The prick slipped back inside her mouth and Stacy’s cheeks drew inward as she sucked, working to draw out every last drip and dreg from his faltering balls. Lathered with sweat, the stallion’s flanks heaved with exertion. His cock softened, slipping from Stacy’s grasp and slowly losing its erect form. The wet shaft dangled below his belly, glistening wet and draining a steady dribble of salty goo into a puddle on the trailer floor. With a gleam in his eye the stallion tossed his head and whipped his tail. He pranced a circle around us in the crowded confines of the horse trailer, executing a victory lap to celebrate his exciting discovery that human girls had a cunt where their mouth should be. BDSM Brutal What an important lesson for a randy young stallion to learn! Still on her knees, Stacy looked up at the camera with a stunned expression. Long streamers of cum hung from her lips and chin, matching those that dangled precariously from the erect tips of her perky nipples. A steady stream of slippery goo trailed through her cleavage, creeping its way down towards her firm, naked belly. Her blonde hair was matted and in sticky tangles. She swallowed and then wiped her lips with the back of her hand, succeeding only in spreading the sticky lather of stallion cum to the few remaining untouched spots on her pretty face. I braced myself for the awkward aftermath. The stallion appeared quiet satisfied, so my goal had been achieved. But this is when the girlish crying and howl of dismay usually set in. Experience told me that a fountain of blubbering, shame-laden tears was close at hand. Innocent dreams of Hollywood would lie shattered, along japanese with any remnants of self-respect. I would try to offer some soothing words, but mainly I was done with her and needed to get the girl up and on her way. Astrid nodded solemnly, and shielded our box with her wings, blocking out the sunlight and the crowd. The only thing that might have made it better was if the two of you had started making out while you were fucking us.” I couldn't help but think I would miss her sense of humor most of all. Mother replied with a girlish giggle of delight. I knew she must be hoping for a reprieve, for someone to tell Brutal her this was all a domination joke, or a bad dream. She was a sexy, mature long haired brunette 5'-6" and maintained a very hot, fit body as a bit of a gym rat. When we got to the raft we pulled ourselves up on to it, finding that 2 other, naked girls were doing the same at the other side. “Guys, this isn’t fair, you’ve both still got your clothes on, what am I supposed to play with?” They all BDSM wished they had two girlfriends like me. They probably all wondered how a japanese nerd like me could have pulled two beauties like them. “Now on to better things Talis.” His voice is hot with desire for her. "Guy?" But then – she said it again. And came so strong that he must have been pleased with making her feel like that. Oral techniques. He may not be you, but he is everything you were. I grasped the one on her right nipple. I said. Once he wiped her he helped her to her feet, guided her naked body to the shower, checked the water temperature and when he could tell it wasn't too hot or cold he walked her into the shower. My sister was standing there; she obviously used me, as an excuse to pull away from Emmanuel. It was like she was a different woman completely; companionable, gentle and warm, but I knew better. Her arms hugged herself as she stared at me. He pulled out and unfolded a large sharp pocket knife. But he didn't start out that way. I gasped, my tits swaying, cum running down my face. "And why the hell wouldn't I tell him?" At that very moment, Ben’s cock twitched and slipped out the slit in his boxer shorts. You're thinking might be different and you might even turn evil. Slave I can’t wait!” But that quickly dissipated, to be replaced by the same kind of wonderful feelings that I always had, whenever I was letting out a large shit-log or two into the toilet bowl below.