My Beautiful Ponygirl
It was a warm summer morning when I went down to the barn and found my graceful pony waiting anxiously in her stall on all fours.The micro bikini she had on was my preferred color, nude. It stood out against her tanned, toned skin. She was already veiled in a fine sheen of sweat from carefully sweeping out the barn and putting fresh hay in the three stalls. The two empty stalls were for the magnificent horses we were getting at the end of the week. Hers, a magnificent Quarter horse and mine,...
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