On unsteady legs she started to stand. “You haven’t finished your cleaning task,” Kara observed casually, turning her gaze towards the fresh coating of dripping cum glazing the stallion’s dangling cock shaft. Lisa cast a bone-weary glance towards the horse, realizing her assignment would have to begin anew. Without a word of complaint she shuffled on her knees the few feet over to the finally limp and exhausted animal, tiredly but obediently bringing her lips and tongue once more to bear. As Lisa set about repeating her oral cock-polishing task, I helped Kara replace Midnight’s saddle. The stallion was now truly spent and satisfied for the moment, so the girl’s oral attention on his prick failed to arouse any further excitement in the beast. Kara and I then assisted the groaning girl up into a riding position atop the huge equine. A shameful trickle of mixed, slippery fluids continued to ooze from the poor girl’s ravished fuck slot, her torn riding pants doing nothing to stop the flow from staining the leather of the expensive riding saddle. Her naked breasts swung freely as her torn and tattered blouse pasted itself wetly to her skin with the sticky coating of equine cum. A look of utter defeat hung over her, and my confidence grew that Miss japanese Lisa-Marie Jenkins would cause us no further spot of trouble. Kara led the pair to the edge of the clearing and pointed girl and equine down the path that led from the woods. Lisa swayed drunkenly in the saddle, gripping weakly at the pommel with both hands to maintain her mounted position as the stallion began a slow, steady trot. I sniffed the chinese air, almost overwhelmed by the heady scent of spent twat. My mouth watered for a moment, but then I pushed the thought away, not savoring the prospect of a meal flavored with that much horse cum. As they rounded the first winding corner into the gloom of the trees, I saw Midnight raise his head and give a half-hearted sniff of interest at the air. The alluring odor of wet twat was surely picked up with his keen nose as well. I wondered briefly if Mrs. Lisa-Marie Jenkins was going to make it pussy directly home this afternoon, or it the stallion might again find renewed stamina before they reached the town. But then I shrugged, thinking this was really none of my concern. At last, it seemed, Kara and I were all talked out, and I put on my dress for the return trip japan home. Stopping at the gate, I turned and kissed Kara goodbye, promising to return ever so soon. I turned to leave, but she gently grasped my arm, drawing me back. “You forget one thing,” she said with a sly grin. I looked at her in confusion, wracking my brain for what it could be. A subtle motion caught my eye and I followed it down the length of her arm. In her hand was the worn and tattered willow switch, twitching in a slow, steady rhythm. A shiver ran through me as the terms of the forgotten bet were recalled to mind. I had lost, fair and square, and it was time to pay my dues. A bare-bottom willow switching was owed, and had to be collected. With a shy smile I gathered up the hem of my skirt, exposing my naked bottom as Kara leaned asian me over the top rail of her fence. A practice swish of the switch cut through the air, whistling in ominous warning. I bit my lower lip in nervous anticipation, knowing that today I was most certainly going to be home too late for dinner... ##### Part 18 - Wrapping It Up As The Cycle Turns ##### Months passed, and then the years, flying by. She got a reputation as a common thug with a penchant for japan the obscene, then one day, she decided robbing banks was boring, and she took out the Heslin, Nartok and M’nique gangs.” She felt the hot pulsation of lust inside his cock. When pussy a large bead of pre-cum appeared at the tip of his cock, asian she leant forward and licked it off. They were on their own. From around the corner, Momo appeared. “Can you hold onto them?” She asks. Somehow I managed to not get any on the bed. I think that he created this punishment lark just so that he can see his daughters naked and then finger you to orgasm. I had to tell him to use his lips and lick at the same time. She let out a light moan as he slowly pressed into her, her pussy stretching around him. He was japanese the only one who knew I was writing lyrics and he was always supportive and admiring of what I was doing, always telling me I had an incredible talent for it, and that if we ever were to become successful, they would have chinese me to thank. The boys joyfully yank her thong off as she gasps. His mind took a dark turn… and he thought of his dreams for their marriage, one where his opinion mattered and was taken into account.