A contented horse was a happy horse, she always said…and her horsies were the happiest in the whole of England. xnx A contented horse was a happy horse, she always said…and her horsies were the happiest in the whole of England. Her little pussy had a cute little bush of soft, curly hair around the outside of her sweet lips…she had a gently bulging pudenda, which, with the lips bisecting it, looked just like a split peach. It trickled down the crack of her soft, round ass cheeks, and involuntarily, she began to finger her tight little bumhole, plunging first one, then two and finally three fingers right in to the knuckles, and then her entire fist (right to the wrist), moaning with intense pleasure as she did so, while continuing to manipulate her clitty with her other hand…
“Come on then, Blackie, love…I can’t wait ANY
