She pulled you into the spare bedroom by the arm, visibly annoyed. She sighed as she closed the door behind her. "Get it over with. You were staring. " She said, as she pulled her dress up; her big, soft cock flopping out, slapping against her thigh and s
She always loved horses. Magazines, posters, even movies and books about them. One afternoon while drooling over the giant horse packages displayed in the book, she got lost in it, not noticing the magic taking hold. As the book closed, she felt a jolt, a
