on the pole up her hole, rubbing her puffy clit bud hard along the smooth leather cock.
She felt her love channel filling with her juices, flooding out of her snatch hole and again wetting her ass cheeks on the saddle.
The men watched the juice flow in thick rivers down over the sides of the saddle, and drip to the floor under Patty's quaking body.
Patty felt Lynn come. The moaning rider yanked and pulled on the reins, causing Patty excruciating pain in her tongue and mouth. Patty shrieked for the first few seconds, then got control of herself. It hurt like fucking hell, but she could stand it.
Tears flooded out of her eyes, wetting her blindfold, dripping down her cheeks. She could feel the hot salty tears falling onto her hands.
Her nipples were nearly bursting from the pleasure of her frustration.
If only she could come, right now. Qhhhh, damn those fucking bastards and all their miserable tricks!
She stood still, feeling the girl on top of her shuddering wildly as she came.
Lynn shook harder and harder as the waves of orgasm washed over her whole body, driving her higher and higher. Her cunt felt like it was on fire. It buzzed and tingled so hard that Lynn would never have believed it possible, if she wasn't feeling it right then.
She seemed to come forever.
She humped the cock up her hole for all she was worth. Her head was thrown far back, and she moaned over and over into her gag, her throat working hard as she tried to suck the rubber cock between her teeth.
Lynn screamed into her gag. She shook violently on the saddle, her clit running up and down on the immense dildo within her body in a fury of blasting orgasm.
Her hole was filled with cock and juice. The juices flushed out around the base of the dildo with each jump and jerk of her wet, glistening body impaled on the dork.
She plopped back down onto the seat of the saddle, and heard the gooey squishing of her ass cheeks in her cunt fluids.
And slowly the pleasure and the pain cased, faded. She rode the cock a few more times before settling down into the seat. She twitched and clenched her cunt walls around the cock.
She brought her head slowly back dawn, and let the reins slip from her fingers. She took a deep breath and held it. She quivered, and felt one last little squirt of juice spurt out of her hole.
God fucking damn!
She shuddered with the last traces of pleasure. Her nipples remained hard, and kept their bright red blush long after the last of her juice slid down over the sides of the saddle.
Slowly, she opened her eyes. She twisted on the saddle and looked back at Wellington. His eyes were locked on her body. Ho looked into her eyes. She read wonder and excitement there, and knew in that moment that she could have him, if she played her cards right.
She nudged Patty's ribs with the spurs.
Patty took a very slow step forward. The pain in her mouth was still making her eyes water. She felt the spurs dig in harder, and she moved forward with quicker steps.
She could feel her own climax getting closer. If only there was something she could rub against – anything, any fucking thing at all!
Patty winced as she felt another sharp pinch beneath her tongue. Lynn was tugging the reins slightly to keep her moving. The cuffs around her wrists were rubbing the skin raw now. And her ankles were sore too. There was a little rip in the black nylon around her ankle where a rough edge of one of the cuffs had cut through.
Patty gnawed the bit. God, her mouth was so fucking sore that she wouldn't be able to give Don decent head for a month! Serve the bastard right, though, she thought.
The cock up Lynn's snatch hole continued to rub against her clit. Lynn was surprised to feel the growing warmth of a second climax. Her belly shivered. Her heart thumped in her chest. Her ass cheeks alternately tightened and relaxed as she pumped her cunt tube up and down, rubbing her clit off on the side of the soaked leather dong.
The itching grew hotter and deeper in her cunt. It was driving Lynn crazy. It was building up inside her too fast. She couldn't stop it or control it. Suddenly she was humping the cock with all her might, leaping wildly up and dawn on the fucking dork.
She couldn't help it. She threw the reins aside and yanked her booted feet from the stirrups. She jammed her high-heeled boots onto the floor and grabbed the pommel of the saddle with both hands. Her knuckles went white as she clutched the thing tightly. She used her leg muscles and lifted her whole body up over the thick leather prong up her twat, then dropped down.
Her head lashed from side to side as her come flooded over her, unbearable in its intensity. Her whole body was taut and shuddering. She was lost, her mind in a dense fog of lust and gut-wrenching pleasure. She clawed at the saddle horn. Her thighs quivered violently as she pumped and humped her cunt up and down on the fuck pole.
Her whole weight came slamming down on top of Patty's straining body. Patty's arms almost gave way. She was shaking and trembling under the pounding Lynn was giving her back.
She locked herself into position, and hoped she wouldn't collapse under the other girl's violent movements.
Lynn spewed juice out of her cunt hole around the thick cock. The pole was already slick with her juices. The fragrant odor of a young woman's cunt filled the room, making poor Patty even hornier and more frustrated in her own need to come.
Lynn slammed herself up and down, grinding her swollen clit against the smooth prick. She rode up high, her legs going almost straight, then drove herself down like a wild woman gone totally mad for cock.
Patty grunted with each downward drive of Lynn's body. Her arms couldn't take much more. Her knees hurt.
Lynn came and came, spilling her thick cunt juices all over the seat of the leather saddle. Her ass was gooey with her sauce. The beautiful fluid clung to her ass cheeks each time she rose upward along the cock, and spilled down over the sides of the saddle each time she rammed her ass back down.
Wellington was wheezing loudly as he watched. His cock was leaping in his hand. He gripped it tightly, keeping it from thumping too hard. He wanted Lynn. He had to have her.
Harry watched Lynn come, too. But he glanced toward John as often as he dared. Harry knew how hard Lynn's climaxes could be, and he was happy to see the effect it was having on his boss.
It looked like the deal was in the bag.
For the first time that evening, Harry relaxed. He turned his attention fully to the girls in the center of the room, and felt his nuts go hard and heavy as Lynn pumped her juices out of her sweet twat.
Don was clawing at the cushions. His cock was ready to blast a load into the nearest fucking bitch. He looked over at Jan. Blinded still, crouching beside the chair for all the world like an obedient young pooch, Jan was listening with all her attention to what was going on in the room.
She was scared and excited. She knew that the other two women were undergoing some kind of wonderful torment. She could hear the groaning and moaning of orgasm. Whether or not they were both coming, Jan couldn't tell, but at least one of them was getting off but good.
Jim reached down and absently stroked Jan's firm ass. His finger worked its way quickly under the tight waistband of her panties and found the soft ring of her asshole.
Jan twitched as she felt the fingertip press inward. She forced her whole to relax completely, so the finger wouldn't tear her skin as it slipped inside her ass.
Jim loved having his finger inside Jan's tight butt hole. He worked it as deep inside as it would go, his eyes never leaving the squirming body of the girl on the pony.
Janice whimpered as she felt the finger wiggling inside her asshole. How often she had gotten off like this, squeezing Jim's finger with her ass, pumping on it! Jim knew just how to work her body.
The bastard!
Jan ground her ass backward, shoving her asshole over his finger, trying to suck it deeper into her bowels.
Jan groaned when she felt the finger pulled from her hole. Her anus itched. She wanted more. She bit into
