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Horsing Around
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"Oh, that black horse is lovely!" Sharon cried. "Can I ride him,
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Aunt Pearl?"
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Pearl glanced sideways at her niece. She had been surprised and
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pleased at how nubile the girl had become since she'd seen her last. Their was
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something about nubile young girls that Aunt Pearl found very interesting.
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The horse was a brawny brute, his sleek coat jet black, his main
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flowing and his tail silken. He eyed the girl and his dark, moist lips curled
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out from his big, blunt teeth as he nickered softly.
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Sharon stroked his arched neck and the animals black nostrils flared
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slightly. He regarded the girl with a big, white eye, in almost the same way
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that Aunt Pearl was looking at her--in a sort of horsey speculation.
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"Well, Ebony is a stallion, dear," Pearl started.
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"Oh, I'm sure I can handle him," Sharon said.
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Aunt Pearl almost burst out laughing.
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The girl didn't realize how appropriate the word handle was in this
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situation.
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"I'm not talking about riding him. He's broken and gentle enough. But
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a stallion--well, Sharon, he can get a little worked up with a girl on his
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back..."
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Sharon looked wide-eyed at her aunt.
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"You mean horny?" she asked, grinning.
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"Exactly. It can be--embarrassing."
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"Like when a guy gets a hard-on in the movies, huh?" said the little
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minx.
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Pearl was surprised and delighted at how bold the teenager was. Not at
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all modest and Aunt pearl was starting to see a whole lot of possibilities for
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the weekend.
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"When, as you say, a guy gets a hard-on on a date--and you don't intend
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to let him screw you--I suppose that sometimes you might give him a hand-job,
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right?"
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Sharon blushed, but nodded.
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"Well, it's the same with a stallion."
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Sharon looked intrigued and not at all shocked.
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"Usually, when I'm going to ride Ebony, I jerk him off before hand."
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Aunt Pearl continued. "That way, his big balls are empty and he doesn't
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embarrass me by getting a stiff prick while I'm on him."
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"Oh, wow!" Sharon gasped, showing surprise for the first time.
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The stallion snorted and pawed at the ground. Aunt Pearl's pussy had
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been simmering a bit and now Sharon's cunt began to heat up and the animal was
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pleasantly disturbed. His enormous prick was hanging down in a hunk of thick,
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black meat. Now it began to twitch and rise.
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"See what I mean?" Pearl giggled.
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Sharon looked at the stallion's cock. The long rod was lifting towards
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the horizontal, like a thick lever. As she stared at that impressive
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erection-in-progress, his leathery sheath drew back and the glossy tip of his
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jet-black cockhead came sliding out.
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"What a whopper!" Sharon cried.
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"I'm afraid that one of us will have to jerk him off now, anyhow," said
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Aunt Pearl. "He gets very rambunctious when he has a hard-on. He might kick
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his stall down. I-I don't enjoy jacking him off, you understand. It's just a
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thing that needs to be done!"
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"Gee, it looks like fun, to me," Sharon blurted out, then she giggled,
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making it sound like a joke.
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Both pussies were steaming fragrantly by this time, and the horses cock
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was rock hard and throbbing. His haunches bunched with muscle and he jammed
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his prick out. His swollen balls rolled out like oranges.
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"If I frig him, can I ride him?" Sharon asked.
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In fact, at the moment, she was much more interested in the frigging,
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whether she rode the brute or not.
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Aunt Pearl had been about to offer to empty the stallions balls,
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herself. Now she felt a rush of lust at the thought of her sexy little niece
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doing the job.
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"Okay," she said. "Errrr...I'd better stay here, though, to make sure
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that you can manage it."
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And to watch you do it, you lovely little nymph, she added, to herself,
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thrilled by the prospect. She figured that Sharon was certain to get hot after
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she played with that huge prick--and hot little girls needed attention.
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Sharon started to move closer to the beast's hindquarters, running her
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hand along his flank.
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"You'd better take your blouse off, honey," Pearl suggested. "Horse
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cum shoots all over the place, and there's no sense getting all slimy!"
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Sharon saw the sense in that. She started to unbutton her blouse.
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Then, for some reason, she turned so that she was facing her aunt as she
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removed the garment.
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She arched her slender back, thrusting her pert tits out as she slowly
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drew the blouse from her shoulders. Her firm little tit-globes jutted out,
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needing no support. The rosy tips stood out taut and stiff and tantalizing,
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like twin pink rockets ready to be launched. She posed like that for a moment,
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staring at her aunt in a knowing, challenging way. Aunt Pearl was trembling
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slightly and licking her lips, her eyes glued to those succulent tits.
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Then, tits bouncing, Sharon spun back to the stallion and knelt beside
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his rippling flank. Aunt Pearl stepped closer, looking over the girls naked
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shoulder. Sharon was staring at the horse's formidable cock, not as if she
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were intimidated by the gigantic prick, but as if she were wondering about how
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to go about the job. She knew how to jerk a guy off, to be sure, but the
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horse's prick was a different prospect. She guessed that she would need both
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hands for that job--that the process would be the same as with a human cock,
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but that the quantity was the difference.
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Reaching out tentatively, Sharon cupped the animals balls in her
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upturned palm. She lifted slightly, as if she were weighing the amount of jism
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they held.
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"Oooooh--he's sure full of it," she whispered, her voice sounding all
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husky.
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She heard a rustle of clothing as her aunt knelt, weak kneed, behind
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her. A moment later she felt the woman's hot breath on the back of her arched
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neck and the heaviness oh her tits as they rubbed against her shoulder. Sharon
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grinned impishly. She figured she was right her aunt's inclinations.
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Sharon had fooled around with some of her girlfriends from school and
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she wasn't naive about deviant desires. Girl's bodies were nice. Sharon
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didn't mind at all.
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But there was a whole weekend for anything like that to happen--if it
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happened--and at the moment the naughty girl was more interested in stallion
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cock.
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She fondled his balls for a while, using both hands now and tugging
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those bloated bags up and down as if she were milking a cow. But the load in
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his balls was a lot thicker and creamier than anything milked from an udder. She could feel his cum slosh around inside the leathery sacks.
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Her little, upturned nose wrinkled as she sniffed the gamey aroma of
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that overheated cock-meat
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Sharon wondered what horse prick tasted like.
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But she couldn't very well find out, not with her aunt watching her.
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She pulled her hands up onto the stallion's cock-shaft, gripping it
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between her palms. His prick was so thick that she could barely span it in a
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double grip.
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She gave his prick a slow push-pull. It throbbed violently in her
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hands as the brute snorted and humped, fucking his cock out through her
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caressing palms. The action was the same as with a guy--but a whole lot more
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thrilling.
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Tightening her grip, Sharon began to frig up and down on his potent
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prick pillar.
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"Am I doing it right, Aunt Pearl?" she asked, with an innocents she did
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not feel.
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"Y-yes dear," the woman croaked.
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Pearl was dizzy with desire, hardly able to believe this was actually
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happening. Her fat nipples felt explosive and the crotch of her jeans had
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filled up with a slimy pool as her cunt overflowed.
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Sharon frigged back and the stallions naked cock-head skinned out, a
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looming slab of ebony meat. His piss hole rippled open and a thick glob of
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pre-cum squeezed out. It looked like a moist pearl.
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"Ooooh, look!" Sharon squealed.
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She pumped his prick faster, her hands skimming down toward the hilt,
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then dragging back to the knob. She could feel the rock-hard core of his cock
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pulsating and vibrating inside the coarse, leathery sheath.
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Snorting and blowing, the stallion stepped up the pace, shoving his
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cock frantically through the girl's hands. His tail swished behind his
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powerful ass like a propeller. His head went up and down, mane flowing, neck
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twisting as he turned to look down at the girl.
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The beast's whole mighty body began to quiver, the sinew rippled like
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steel cords under his glossy coat. More goo oozed from his open cleft. The
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jet black wedge of his cock-head looked like it had been whitewashed.
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"He's gonna shoot!" Sharon gasped, feeling his thundering prick buck
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and throb.
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She leaned sideways, moving her firm, jiggling tits over in front of
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the animals cock-knob. She was staring right down his prick as her hands flew
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frantically up and down that pounding cock.
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Sighting down his cock, the girl saw the stallion's huge balls
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expand--and explode.
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She waited in excitement.
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As she pushed back on his cock shaft, she felt that vibrant stalk
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shudder as his cum came rushing up through the core. His prick was so long
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that he seemed to be cumming in slow motion, the juice taking moments to span
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the distance between his balls and his piss-hole.
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The horse spume was spurting out in a torrent. The steaming slime
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splashed heavily on Sharon's tits, running like boiling oil over the mounds
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and onto the nipples and frothing into her smooth cleavage. Sharon whimpered,
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staring at his cock head in awe as the juice pumped out, lathering her belly
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and tits. A jism jet shot over her shoulder, just missing her face. The animal
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drove his cock out and squirted again.
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Aunt Pearl was moaning and shuddering, creaming her jeans and drooling
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as she watched her sexy little niece milk the stallion to the bone.
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A last heavy wad hosed out and the horse blew, spraying slobber. His
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humping slowed and his balls hung slack.
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Sharon kept on pumping his prick, coaxing out a few last trickles from
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the cleft.
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She pulled her hands up and held him just behind the knob, squeezing
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and teasing out one final fat glob that clung lick quicksilver to his cock
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head.
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When she released his prick, his cock stood upright for a moment,
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trembling. Then it collapsed, falling like a tree, the knob almost reaching
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the ground.
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The stallion was finished.
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**THE END**
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