The Curse of the Black Pearl Penguin Readers 2: Pirates of the Caribbean:

How about oil? Another joke.” “So you would prefer the English knight.” “I never said that.” “I see the lust drool from your eyes.” “But do you really know for whom the look applies? It could even be for more than one of you. And don’t forget-horses are well hung, but one would never dream of actually sampling their sex. Dream, yes-but-” Arturo spoke abruptly. “I see the dance ends. I thank you for your courtesy. But do not think for an instant that my lady’s lack of encouragement in these romantic matters will in any discourage me.” Arturo turned his rump toward her. He approached a strolling baroness and took her by the arm. Her mouth dry, Constance shifted her eyes around the ongoing festivities. She brought the strand of blue-black pearls through her teeth. Saliva-slicked-they were sticky to the taste. She let the baubles drop to her waist. Constance’s gaze was caught by the size of Lance’s dong as it drifted in and out of the space between Morrigana and Veronica’s four tits. Sheik at Jebal Asani Saba in flowing silk robes sat smack on the back of a stripped-down and oiled black filly ...»