. But stomping ants satisfies

twists her head trying to pull on the rope but finds it securely tied

seeing you seemed to have had some training already
Or seen what is expected

tugging you three into the tack room near the entrance of the stable
tying each of your ropes individually to a pole seated firmly on the floor
you are able to see each other and turn to watch what I do
But you won't be able to go anywhere

(Message me if you are interested in picking up this play and seeing where it goes...mc only)

Oh that clears that up. Take another toke for me please Sis!

ahhh gasping trying to hide the lok of hate when you tweak my nipple

Have fun Julee looking forward to you

following and high-stepping as a good mare

giving one of the engorged black nips a quick tweak

Takes another hit.

stumbles helplessly after the woman, bare feet feeling the stone of the yard

surprised as you enter with the other new ladies in taw

as i stand

arms in arm binders at the back of my
shoulders pressed back and mature udders out in presentation

mature curves shameles exposed exposed againsr the wall

walking silently with the others my bare feet making no sound

black nippled tits swaying

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To the first... something short and direct. Questions asked, answers given. Perhaps the faint suggestion of something more, should the answers elicit an additional mystery.

To the second... A low growl and a pause. Dark eyes linger on the display, a familiar name and a rush of memories and temptation. There's a roil of awakened hunger, a sliver of sensual thrill at the visions those words evoke. It had been a long, long time since that voice whispered into my imagination. The stroke to her ego was well earned, even before the image that followed.

A deepening growl then, and though silence was probably the last thing the sender desired, I took my time to appreciate every subtle detail and nuanced intrigue on offer. Let those memories awaken still more and fill my mind with heady sensation. Years may pass, lives my change, but visceral emotion and the deep secrets that they create are eternal.

That passion-paused moment distilled in a single text. Awareness, confession. Bait. A direct line to that imagination of old, what would she do with it? A smile played upon my lips as text was sent and I let the phone slip to my side, took a drink from the glass in the other hand and allowed myself to drift

Terro works much better

"I think I'm high and through the process of helio-osmosis, you've gotten high as well."

Smirks.

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Welcoming folks to olymipic pools? We have few weeks till it starts general info...we have 10 players and 10 events picked by the super smart vaash😉 will list events soon and players list..to much info at once will confuse folks😉 will be tho

guiding, tugging the other two to your stall
undoing your collar from the ring on the wall
fixing another rope
and then getting all three of you marching over to the tack room

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