Horse Sex

Natalie twisted above her greedy friend, then squashed her tits into her face. "Fuck him," she said. "Why not?" Natalie dressed quickly, anxious to prove to Sandy that she was telling the truth. When she had recovered, I took her into the house to shower and dress. "Look at me". Horse Sex Angel snorted as his balls burst. Muscles rippled and tensed under his spotted coat and foamy froth dribbled from his lips as he fucked his prick into his mistress' tight pulsing pussy. She touched Sandy's pussy, feeling the juices as Angel fucked his prick into her cunt. With her sensitive clit scraping along the rough wooden bench, Sandy reached the peak. She wanted every drop of his cum. Horse Sex "Why should I?" Natalie taunted. "C'mon," she said, pulling on his mane. By the time Vanessa turned around and put the huge head against the swollen lips of her pussy, the horse was at least sixteen inches long and two and a half inches around. "Ooooo, Natalie. Quivering, Sandy threw herself back on the bed and unzipped her jeans. Horse Sex Natalie's legs melted from his heaving flanks.