"Mal is a stallion in bed"
Terry finished writing just as Mal came up behind her. He put his hand on her shoulder and said "Hey, you sure you don’t want to head out?” He read what she had wrote as Terry turned to look at him. "You know I am." Ha said devilishly. They kissed (Mal glanced up to make sure Stacey kept her eyes forward).
Terry bit her lip and considered her options. "Let's go." Mal fist-pumped behind her back as Terry cleaned up her desk and put the pen in her bag.
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They waved goodbye to the strange horse as they drove off, he would have to wait.
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Mal pulled his truck up and turned off the lights, then the car. Terry got out first and walked up to the front door, twisting her hips with every step. She knew Mal liked to watch that, and she was really wanting him after a car ride full of steamy glances and holding hands. He unlocked the door and they raced upstairs. Their bags his the floor in the hallway - and then their clothes at the bedroom threshold. In the dark, Terry turned to Mal as she stripped her last sock off. He reached up to embrace her (and probably toss her onto the bed) but she put up a finger and then touched his chest with it. She sat on the edge of the bed and leaned back... Mal complied and knelt, placing head between thighs and opening her lips. She felt his tongue connect... and then go to work! He sucked, he prodded, he licked to all get out for the few minutes she took to get to the top. Terry's moans goaded him on until she shivered and convulsed. He could taste the cum and looked up. Terry gingerly propped herself up and gave a faint smile.
Mal had been working himself, too, to keep up and be ready in time. He was there and stood up. The slight moonlight coming through the windows illuminated his form and member in stark light, even as they treated Terry's womanly curves and breasts much more gently. He began to lean over her but Terry put up a finger again!
It was her turn to make a devilish face, quickly turned away as she grabbed pillows from the head. She slid into position - again at the edge of the bed, but on all fours. She wanted him in doggy style, tonight. They both enjoyed this.
Mal placed a finger on her sex and drew away some lubrication. He spread it over his penis and guided it to the verge of her canal. At almost seven inches, he was always amazed at how far he went into her smaller frame. Slowly leaning in, he entered. Terry closed her eyes and concentrated on feeling him fill her up. He bent over her, putting his hands on the bed, and started to move in and out...