I urged Max into a faster trot, and I began to bounce up and down on the saddle. XXX On one of the downward plunges my foot slid on the carpet and my crotch slapped down all the way to the chair seat. I jumped back onto Max’s back, my wet pussy slapping down on the leather saddle. Probably not long, or I wouldn’t have survived. After I clipped their nails, I didn’t have to worry about getting scratched all over either. The mental stimulation of the situation, combined with the physical stimulation on my body from the cocks and the shaking of my tits by the horses bouncing, overawed my senses. I had long since popped my cherry with my fingers, hair brushes and the like, but my dildos were thicker and longer than anything I had ever used before. I don’t know how long after I lost consciousness, that I was finally thrown from his back.
