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The adventures of exploring Anal Butt Plug Horeseshoes had only just begun for Wyatt. Soon, the summer air outside the bar felt thick against my skin. Sadie and I leaned on the fence. We watched Wyatt lose his mind trying to act cool around us. Subsequently, that alone was entertaining. “You see the way he keeps looking over here?” Sadie whispered. She had that grin. “Oh, I noticed. Moreover, he didn’t realize what we had in store for him.

Wyatt stood near the trucks. One boot hooked against the curb. Whiskey in his hand. He pretended he wasn’t completely distracted by the two of us watching him. The poor man looked trapped. Like a conflicted puppy, his confidence glowed on one side and surrender on the other.

Consequently, his guard was down exactly where I liked him and ready for Anal Butt Plug Horseshoes

Then I walked toward him slowly. Sadie followed behind me. Soon, we had his complete attention without a doubt. “You look nervous,” I teased. “I’m not nervous.” Sadie laughed. “That sounded nervous.” Wyatt shook his head. “You two always hunt in pairs?” “Only when the game’s interesting.” Meanwhile, we were ready to play Anal Butt Plug Horseshoes. (Wicked LiL Laugh)

The red neon sign flickered embarrassment across his face. Not missing an opportunity, I pulled a small silver horseshoe charm from my pocket. Spun it around my finger. “What’s that for?” he asked. “Depends.” I held his eyes. “You feeling lucky tonight?” He swallowed hard. “What kind of lucky?” “The kind where you do exactly what we say,” Sadie purred against his ear. “And we make it worth it.” Not to look too anxious, Wyatt caught his breath. I saw the want in his eyes before he even spoke. Consequently, he was ours.

The game of Anal Butt Plug Horseshoes was about to begin

“I’ll do anything you two want.” His voice was rough. “Just tell me.” I shook my head, and I smiled. That was the yes I needed. We led him behind the bar. The field stretched dark and empty. Crickets everywhere. Wyatt followed like a man who couldn’t believe his luck. Consequently, little did he realize we were getting ready to play a game of Anal Butt Plug Horseshoes.

“Strip,” I said. He did. Starting with boots. Shirt gone. Jeans down. Subsequently, the anticipation was killing him. Moreover, his cock was already hard and throbbing. Poor unfortunate soul. He didn’t know what to expect.”Now bend over that fence,” Sadie ordered. “Grab on tight and don’t let go of the fence.” Wyatt obeyed. Soon his ass lifted for us, pale in the moonlight. Moreover, his thighs trembled, not from fear but from need.

Therefore, Wyatt was moments away from experiencing Anal Pleasure

Soon, I knelt behind him. I had the anal butt plug ready. Small. Metal. Cold. Then I ran it slowly between his cheeks (Wicked LiL Laugh) to watch him shiver. “This is going inside you,” I told him. “You’re going to stay bent over like this. While we play.” “Play?” His voice cracked. Sadie held up three horseshoes. She smiled wickedly. “We throw. Where they land, we do that to you.” “Oh fuck,” he breathed.

Shortly, I pressed the anal butt plug against his hole. He moaned loudly. I then worked it in slowly. He pushed back for more. His knuckles were white from gripping the fence. “Good boy,” I whispered. I pushed it deep into his hungry asshole. He was panting now. Plugged and desperate. Sadie took the first throw. She aimed for his left cheek. Consequently, the horseshoe landed with a soft thud. He jolted. “That’s a kiss,” she announced. She dropped to her knees. She bit his cheek hard. He yelped.

Then he begged for more.

Next, I took my turn and aimed lower. Between his spread thighs. Simultaneously, the horseshoe bounced against his balls. He cried out. “That,” I said, “means I get to stroke you. But only while Sadie throws.” Afterward, I reached under him. Soon, my hand was wrapped around his cock. It was dripping. Wyatt’s pecum soaked my palm. I stroked slowly and torturously. Sadie threw again and hit his lower back. “Spanking,” she declared. She rained slaps on his ass until he was red and bucking into my hand.

Soon, the Anal Butt Plug shifted inside him with every strike. Every throw. Every stroke. Shortly, Wyatt was wrecked. Moaning into the fence. Ass up. Cock leaking. Begging us not to stop. “Please,” he gasped. “Please. More.” In any event, we played Anal Butt Plug Horseshoes for about an hour. Maybe more. He lost track. We didn’t. Finally, I pulled the Anal Butt Plug free. He felt empty. In other words, he whimpered at the loss. Soon, I replaced Anal Butt Plug with two fingers. Then pressed his prostate until he screamed.

Anal Butt Plug Horseshoes was almost over

Soon she threw one last horseshoe. Then it landed right between his cheeks. A perfect ringer. “That,” she purred. “Means he comes.” Then I jerked him fast and roughly. Shortly, he exploded over my hand and the fence. Then his whole body shook. He nearly collapsed. We held him up. Kissed his sweaty shoulders. Whispered how good he was playing Anal Butt Plug Horseshoes.

Meanwhile, Wyatt couldn’t speak. Nor could he breathe. In other words, he was dazed and utterly happy. “Best game I ever lost,” he finally managed. Sadie laughed. I kissed his neck. “We play Anal Butt Plug Horseshoes again next week,” I told him. “You bring more whiskey. We’ll bring more toys.” He groaned. Already hard again…Wait til you hear what happened next. Meanwhile, we couldn’t leave him high and dry, or could we?

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