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As Lisa set about repeating her oral cock-polishing task, I helped Kara replace Midnight’s saddle. The threesome stallion was now truly spent and satisfied for the moment, so the girl’s oral attention on his prick failed to arouse any further excitement in the beast. Kara and I then assisted the groaning girl up into a riding position atop the huge equine. A shameful trickle of mixed, slippery fluids continued to ooze from the poor girl’s ravished fuck slot, her torn riding pants doing nothing to stop the flow from staining the leather tits of the expensive riding saddle. Her naked breasts swung freely as her torn and tattered blouse pasted itself wetly to her skin with the sticky coating of equine big cum. A look of utter defeat hung over her, and my confidence grew that Miss Lisa-Marie Jenkins would cause us no further spot of trouble. Kara led the pair to the edge of Hardcore the clearing and pointed girl and equine down the path that led from the woods. Lisa swayed drunkenly in the saddle, blowjob gripping weakly at the pommel with both hands to maintain her mounted position as the stallion began a slow, steady trot. I sniffed the air, almost overwhelmed by the heady scent of spent twat. My mouth watered for a moment, but then I pushed the thought away, not savoring the prospect of a meal flavored with that much horse cum. As they rounded the first winding corner into the gloom of the trees, I saw Midnight raise his head and give a half-hearted sniff of interest at the air. The alluring odor of wet twat was surely picked up with his keen nose as well. I wondered briefly if Mrs. Lisa-Marie Jenkins was going to make it directly home this afternoon, or it the stallion might again find renewed stamina before they reached the town. But then I shrugged, thinking this was really none of my concern. At last, it seemed, Kara and I were all talked out, and I put on my dress for the return trip home. Stopping at the gate, I turned and kissed Kara goodbye, promising to return ever so soon. I turned to leave, but she gently grasped my arm, drawing me back. “You forget one thing,” she said with a sly grin. I looked at her in confusion, wracking my brain for what it could be. A subtle motion caught my eye and I followed it down the length of her arm. In her hand was the worn and tattered willow switch, twitching in a slow, steady rhythm. A shiver ran through me as the terms of the forgotten bet were recalled to mind. I had lost, fair and square, and it was time to pay my dues. A bare-bottom willow switching was owed, and had to be collected. With a shy smile I gathered up the hem of my skirt, exposing my naked bottom as Kara leaned me over the top rail of her fence. A practice swish of the switch cut through the air, whistling in ominous warning. I bit my lower lip in nervous anticipation, knowing that today I was most certainly going to be home too late for dinner... ##### Part 18 - Wrapping It Up As The Cycle Turns ##### Months passed, and then the years, flying by. But the passage of time was of little concern to ageless creatures such as Kara and myself. Oh, the adventures we shared, and the young women we did lustfully savor. But with the turn of several decades, I began to sense a growing restlessness in my mistress. Under her firm and loving guidance my skills had blossomed. My understanding and control of the magical energies was strong. My abilities as yet paled in comparison to Kara’s powers, but she assured me that those would continue to build with time and experience. However, I had reached a point where Kara had taught me all she could. The time had come for her to move on, fulfilling her sacred vows to spread the knowledge of our craft far and wide. “Yes, yes, fuck me,” I whimpered, my pussy on fire. My best attribute was my cock. I started to ride the cock with all my strength. We are kneeling on the hard floor facing one another while Klink sits in a chair beside us, programing the ship’s controls. I poured us both a drink and we were chatting, it didn't last long before we were making out again. I can do that again. She picked up the book and turned to the page for object enchantment. Marian kissed me and said, “You are amazing man Vally thank you so much for such wonderful evening.” His eyes tits looked down for a second and his weight slumped further into his seat. But I had kept her at a distance long enough. Dainty glasses perched on her nose, her hazel eyes softening as they fell on me, but her back was straight. “He kissed me on the cheek. I smiled sweetly, my eyes moving slowly between the two of them, drinking them in. The event which happened with me in the blowjob market, made me change my plan of shopping. After much thought, he decided what two things he would be in charge of; the priest and the honeymoon. Velvety heat melted down to my pussy. Her legs swayed limply as her arousal built and then partially clenched as she fell over the edge. I could feel Cathy’s pussy start convulsing around my dick now, and got super hot, as she started to cum again. Down. When we have associates of the Circle, I will act as a hostess, offering, and serving refreshments. I know that no matter how full Jill is, she’s a sucker for the caramel apple threesome stampede. I was tempted to ask for satisfaction, but I didn't. Keep repeating it and squeeze her tits harder and harder as well.” Jimmy followed my instructions with relish. I won't do it again," she begged. I pull her big onto her side so we’re spooning and I grab inside the knee of her right leg and pull it up, Hardcore spreading her ass a little more. We did get a chance to wear them on one of the evenings that we were there. Her Kol. Oh for crying out loud – couldn’t he have ten minutes!