Pony Girl Races Chapter 4
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Ellen and Ben Hudson smiled benignly at Priscilla who was wolfing down her lunch. "Riding Beauty sure gave you an appetite, didn't it, Priscilla?" Mrs. Hudson said. She was tall, blonde, and blue-eyed an older version of her teenage daughter, Tammy. Priscilla glanced up sheepishly. Her cheeks were flushed pink. Her brown eyes sparkled. "Yes, it did, Mrs. Hudson." She swallowed the rest her food. "It's so beautiful around here. Much nicer than the city." Ben wrapped an arm around...
Meine Freundin und ich hatten schon lange unsere Vorliebe für Gummi und Rollenspiele im Ponyplaybereich entdeckt. Nur waren unsere finanziellen Mittel leider eher bescheiden, sodass wir die aufwändigen Anzüge, Hufschuhe und Masken nur sehnsüchtig im Internet betrachten konnten. Zu einem einfachen selbstgebauten Zaumzeug und einem Pferdeschweif zum Anhängen hatte es dann doch gereicht. Doch ein Tag sollte alles ändern.Christina (meine Freundin) hatte im Lotto gewonnen und dabei ganze 30.000 Euro...
She stepped back, glanced down at her tits. They were soaked with pony spit and flushed pink from his nuzzling. Her plump tits felt swollen and heavy. "Do you lick Tammy's tits, Beauty?" she asked him. At hearing his name, Beauty waved his head in the air as if to answer. He brought his slobbering lips back to the creamy flesh of tittie meat. She tasted sweet, just like Tammy. His rubbery lips gnawed gently. "Ah... ahhh... ahhh! Don't bite me," she gasped heatedly. Warm cunt juice...
Tammy tossed and turned on the small cot. It had been a frightful night. "Damn," she muttered under her breath. She kicked off the covers. Moonlight lit up the bedroom. A quick glance across the room told her Tammy was sleeping peacefully. She frowned and silently slipped her panties off. Deft fingers combed through the curly brown hair of her cunt. She moaned, riding a quick surge toward orgasm. It eluded her. "Damn," she hissed. She climbed out of bed as quietly as possible. Having...
Pony SummerCopyright 2011 by RubberHTight?too damn tight! He moaned into the gag. The initial discomfort was now far more intense. His hands were encased in steel mitts which were attached to chains. These chains were connected to winches which pulled the mitts and his arms wide apart. His ankles were tethered in a similar fashion, his legs spread wide apart. What was worse was the steel helmet that was locked on his head and which also was attached to a chain and winch set into the rafters. ...
"What was all that noise I heard upstairs?" Tammy's mother asked. "Nothin', Mom," Tammy said. She glanced at Priscilla, stifled a giggle. "We were having a pillow fight." Priscilla was embarrassed. "I hope we didn't disturb you," she said. She didn't return Tammy's glance. "Not at all," Ellen said. "I'm glad you two are getting along. It's going to be a nice two weeks and I'm glad Tammy has made a friend." She hugged her daughter, kissed her on the forehead. "I'm...
The two teenagers bounded down the stairs. Both were excited. Today was special. It was cherry-breaking day. "Hi, Mom!" Tammy shouted with enthusiasm, dashing into the kitchen. Her bright face was beaming. "Good morning, Mrs. Hudson," Priscilla said, taking a seat at the table. Her face was bright, the edges etched with a tinge of apprehension. Ellen Hudson looked at the two children. "It looks as if you two have made up." She smiled at them both. "I'm glad." "It was a silly...
Priscilla stirred. The sound of a car and its blaring horn woke her. She scrambled out of bed and staggered to the window, forgetting for the moment about her nudity. She peeked out through the curtains. "Daddy!" she cried, recognizing her father's car. Dressed in a flash, she ran downstairs to greet him. Suddenly, she realized she didn't know why he was here. "Your father's outside with Ben," Mrs. Hudson said as Priscilla came dashing into the kitchen. Priscilla froze in her...
Cum dripped from Priscilla's lips. "How?" she gasped. "I just sucked him dry." She was bewildered. "Diamond," Tammy said proudly, a hint of terror in her voice. "I'll fuck Diamond." Priscilla's mouth dropped in awe. "God! You can't fuck Diamond. He'll... he'll kill you." She gulped back a lump of fear. "I've wanted to fuck him for along time," Tammy admitted. "I keep thinking about all the mares he's fucked with his gorgeous cock. Now, I want it." "Jesus, you're...
He grabbed me and put me into handcuffs with a strong rope tied to it. He put a blindfold onto me as soon as we were n his car. About 25 minutes later we pulled to the side of the road. I heard another man's voice. "I'll whip her into shape" he said. "thanks Robert." thr first man said. Then Robert got into the car and started to drive. About an hour later he stopped. He opened the door and said"GET OUT!" he said while ripping off the blindfold. My eyes burned from the sun. "GET OUT" he said...
GayIt was a cool autumn Saturday morning in rural western Pennsylvania. Vern rose early, yawned, stretched, and gazed out his bedroom window onto his 100-acre farm several miles from the town of Kittanning. It wasn't much of a farm, though; most if his land was woods and he had only one animal: a pony. In a mood to go for a ride, he showered and put on his boots, jeans, and western shirt. Before going out to the barn, he warmed a pot of coffee and toasted a muffin. Perhaps he'd bring his trusty...
Later that night, Priscilla sat curled up in a chair. Her eyes were trained on the television, but her ears were tuned to Ben. He was talking to his daughter, Tammy, on the phone. Priscilla couldn't wait until it was her turn to talk with Tammy. She fidgeted impatiently in the living room chair, unable to concentrate on the TV show. "I'm through," Ben said to Priscilla. "You can talk to her now." Priscilla leaped out of the chair. "Can I take it upstairs in the bedroom?" She wanted...
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Before he left He turned me over, being chained to the hospital bed it was painful, he ripped of my diaper and the catheter. He unzipped his pants and plunged his penis into my asshole. My nipples harder and I felt cum building up in my penis. He brought his penis out of my ass and said "You cannot cum unless I say" then violently put his penis back into my asshole. By then my ass was beat red. He grabbed one of my boobs and started to squeeze them as if he was trying to make me cum. He...
GayIch hatte einen sehr stressigen Job, und so suchte ich f?r meinen Urlaub etwas sehr Ruhiges. Keine St?rungen und kein Handy-Empfang. Nur Ruhe. Angeln vielleicht, aber das war auch schon das Stressigste, was ich geplant hatte. Ich fand was ich suchte in Skandinavien. Finnland kam mir zuerst in den Sinn, aber dann erfuhr ich von den vielen M?cken. Norwegen schien das bessere Ziel zu sein. Und ich mochte Berge, deshalb war ich dort richtig. Ich hatte eine kleine H?tte an einem Fjord...
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Ponygirl CopperII caught her while she was throwing stones at my horses. She did it laughing and giggling as if it was a funny game. She obviously enjoyed seeing them jumping and trying to get away from her. Every time they fled out of her reach, she walked along the fence until she could hit them again. She picked the new stones with care. She cast them with deliberation, aiming for their heads or flanks, and she screamed in delight when one of the mares started panicking and screaming in fear...
There was a straight chair next to the sofa bed. Billy crept toward it, afraid the ancient floorboards would squeak, and stood very quietly when he got to the chair. A bra and a pair of panties were draped over the back of the chair. He reached out and fingered the bra briefly, then lifted it and held it to his nose. It smelled like detergent. He picked up the panties. They were lacy panties, but the crotch and back were silky smooth. He sniffed them. More detergent. It wasn't a woman scent --...
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