Bestiality

He started to pound me like a jackhammer with a cock that felt like a fiery poker. Kysa asked her what kind of horses she raises and Dana told her quarterhorses for racing, among others. He slowly slipped out of me and walked over to a corner of the deck to clean himself. She slid both hands back to Gunther's cum-filled balls and began to tug them up and down as if she were milking a negro's huge cock. "I guess we should get ourselves off, eh?" Kysa said, thinking they'd go back to the house. Bestiality Kysa purposefully did not wear panties usually, and today she didn't either. Dana took her to the stable and walked Kysa to Gunther's stall. She loved taking care of Gunther, and Gunther always loved Dana taking care of his needs. He tossed his broad head up, glossy mane flowing like sable silk. Lying on my belly with my ass in the air I reached between my legs grasping him once more. Bestiality This was perfect, she thought! Dana's lower lip trembled and her legs felt shaky. Turning, so that her hip lightly brushed Kysa's, Dana took the college girl by the hand, andthey walked back to the house, where Kysa would discover how much fun could be had without a prick for a change. "Your horse has a hardon," Kysa giggled. Kysa's hand slid up to the top of the horse's cockstalk and she began to fondle his flaring cockknob, working the precum into the hot black cockmeat with her fingers and thumb. The thought of it only thrilled Kysa that much more. Bestiality The brute was humping vigorously, fucking through Kysa's hands, his cock so stiff that it was humming like a tuning fork.