Dapnhe sobbed softly as she watched the big stallion rut her ex boy friend. Freddie the mare did seem to be enjoying...a tingle of excitement burn in her loin's a warm wettness filling her purple panties. A warm body pressed against her back, and strong arm's encircled her waist.
"Wha.." She exclaimed looking over her shoulder quickly, Jarrett smiled down at her.
"Is watching that making you as hot as it's making me?" He asked pressing his stiff organ against her soft round bum.
"I..I..don't know what yo..you mean." Daphne stammered, but her stiff nipple gave her away.
"Oh I think you do...just look at that huge black cock sliding in and out of Freddie's dribbling pussy." Jarrett whispered huskily.
Daphne's eye's had never left that very spot, and she could feel a trickle of moisture crawling down her inner thigh's.
"I..I like to be tied up." She admitted softly grinding her big round butt against Jarrett's stiff organ.
"Why don't we go into the tack tent." Jarrett whispered.