Vicky lay in her bed remembering what she had seen that afternoon. Chris. That girl on her knees with the horse’s cock well in her mouth. The whole picture of what had happened kept going around and around in her head, and she could see it as if it was actually happening all over again,
Bestiality and a Teen Girl
Veronica-or, Vicky, as she preferred to be called-watched as Christopher and his latest conquest rode off together towards the woods. Vicky felt the tears rushing to her eyes, and there was nothing she could do to stop them. She ran back into the stable and cried her eyes out. It was just no use. No
She Becomes a big Horse cock Lover
Mila’s new husband, Scott, who was formerly her quiet, attractive older duplex neighbor, had helped her begin her foray into the realm of dog-fucking. She was quite enjoying herself, to say the least! Boomer, the mutt her ex-boyfriend dumped on her, turned out to be an extraordinary sex partner. And with a little help from
Horse and the busty teen
The year I turned 18 was a spectacular one, my parents were both partners in a growing law firm down in Tennesee and were acquiring a steady flow of new customers. I had been attending an all girl’s private school, complete with a tacky white blouse, navy checkered skirt and ridiculous white stockings and loafers,
Amy and the horse cock
Amy awoke, startled by the shrill chiming of her alarm. She settled back into her pillow and looked sideways at her clock. Reading the digital display she sat bolt-upright. “8:30? Shit, I’m going to be so late!” Amy jumped out of bed and dressed as quickly as she could in her jeans and a long-sleeved
Bea’s beast stories 3.
It was in the middle of the day. I was seated at a vanity in Helen’s bedroom brushing my hair. I hadn’t had a good chance to brush it out since arriving, and the brisk strokes tugging at my scalp felt good. My hair was longer than it had been in years, the thick brown
Bea has some unusual experiences 2.
The drive to Denton the next day took us about an hour. It was a warm October day, the temperature well up in the seventies. My appointment with the breeder was at ten o’clock, and we had allowed for plenty of time. Helen had taken my suggestion and not worn a bra. As I watched
Bea has some unusual experiences
I had an opportunity to visit my sister last fall when an oddball assignment took me to Texas. I don’t usually like to leave New York in the fall. To my way of thinking it’s the nicest time of the year to be in the city, but I accepted anyway, as I had not seen