"Thats not cleaning, Mink, thats masturbating, but don't stop, keep masturbating the horse dick", he said."Thats not cleaning, Mink, thats masturbating, but don't stop, keep masturbating the horse dick", he said. Mink swallowed hard. She always did it this way, and she wasn't sure if it was cleaning or masturbating, but whatever it was she liked it. There was something especially erotic about Jim watching her do it. She wrapped her tiny hands around the big hunk of flesh and stroked it, sliding her hands up and down and up and down, the horse cock now fully extended, nearly three feet long and as thick as her arm. "Will you do anything I ask you to do, Mink?", Jim asked. "Yes, Jim, I'll do anything you want me to do", she replied, honestly, still stroking the horse. |