Hard to beat Willie and Waylon ..Period.
sure is quite what if anything are we chatting about today
drags the cart around the track sweat pouring off her body, feeling the crack of a crop on her ass, flanks heaving as she is brought back to the stables
groaning when Mistress brushes a clamp nipple
the nipple numb, but not the skin around..for a moment there is silence in the cave..
Mistress had removed the strong clamp..
seeing how flat nipple is..the black bitch starts to scream
pulls at the straps that hold it to the ladderthat scream grows..
blood flows back..HIGH PITCHED DEAFENING SQUEALING fills the cave
inhaling fast.. needles move in the pierced udders..
SCREAMING at the top of its lungs
its belly cramps..
muscles in parted full thighs tensehowling out its luck..
Morning hooters folks ☺ grabs coffee☕ gonna be muggy day here whew 🌡yup Boe we missed hr derby⚾️⚾️⚾️ we was japping by couch.lol but tonight asg we may visit drink beer spill popcorn.lol
grin..
That done, send the mare out to be led around the track a few times.(see ya. Thanks for the play)
Greeting you with a warm smile.Of course not, the pig meat made a lovely decoration..
I brought some long stem roses from the green house
Do you mind if I use the pig for a vase?
(we're on the same track!)
squeals as her nipples are wraped around with string which is tied to the rails so they stretche with each movementStraining to pull the cart, hoof boots digging in the dirt
but of course few are better than Willie and Waylon
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O0_QSmxKJ8MToby and Willie
Beer for my Horses!
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I didn't think I had you attention yet,
not your full attention!
Strings from my pocket brought out.
Tied around each nipple,
And then attached to the racing cart poles, loosely.
I hopped up then, into the seat.
slapped your ass with my crop. "Andale, Let's Go."
(out the double doors to a dirt track, oval,
and surrounded by fencing)
Garth truly sings from the inside out of his heart. Love that song a lot. There isn't much, if anything, I don't care for by Garth or Trisha
Is around
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looks in for a few
there is a funny story - or so I think - behind this one
Walks down the stone dungeon steps into the coolness of the basementthe sharp staccato sound of dagger heels announcing My presence.
"Good morning Bellatrix"