Chapter 2

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 saturated the crotch of her bikini panties as she stood in front of the pony. Her knees trembled.

Head in the clouds, she backed away from the hungry pony. Her passion had made her bold, reckless. With a carefree air, she took off her panties and jeans. She stood totally naked.

She staggered back to the pony, wrapped her arms around his thick neck and hugged him. Then passion took over.

"Un, un, un!" Moaning deliriously, she rubbed and squeezed her tits against his golden coat. Her tits scraped back and forth against the prickling hair. Needle-sharp hairs tortured her delicate skin.

Drunk with passionate lust, Priscilla slipped a bare foot into the stirrup and hefted herself up into the saddle. Naked and horny, she sat quaking astride the pony's back.

"Oooo, Beauty!" she gasped, swaying in the saddle. "Ohhhh, shit." Hot buttery pussy cream oozed from her virgin cunt and soaked the smooth leather saddle. "Oooo, God!"

The golden pony pawed the earth. His tail, thick and long, swished back and forth. Soft neighs came from his mouth. His animal instincts picked up the child's passion.

Priscilla rocked on the pony's back. Her overheated pussy pulsed. Warm juicy cunt cream flooded the virgin channel of her hole. She felt light-headed, dizzy.

Beauty tossed his head in the air. His golden mane swished over his thick-muscled neck. He whinnied, snorted, his rubbery lips quivering. The air around them reeked with sex.

Priscilla grabbed the saddle horn, held it tight. "Unnn!" Brown eyes turned glassy. "Ooo, Beauty!" She slid her pussy back and forth in the saddle, greasing the sleek leather with hot sticky cream. "Ooooo!"

Her small firm tits jiggled. Her nipples, swollen with blood and rosy pink, throbbed. She squirmed in the saddle. It was getting harder and harder to keep her balance. "Ohhh, shit! Beauty! Don't move!"

The pony, agitated by the child's squeals and her passion, began to step back and forth. His head snapped around, his wet sticky lips brushing against the smooth flesh of Priscilla's knees. His balls, heavy with thick pony jizz, swayed between his powerful hind legs. He snorted.

"Ahhhh!" She shook, released the saddle horn, and leaned forward. Gripping the pony around his neck, she rubbed her swollen clit into the hardness of the horn. Lights flashed behind her fluttering eyes. "Don't move! Don't move!"

Beauty obeyed. He calmed down, stopped pawing the earth. His balls rumbled and the tip of his huge cock peeked from the sheath. He bucked with one quick snap of his head.

"Aghhhh!" Priscilla screamed, almost falling off the pony's back. She held him tighter. Her hips moved from side to side. Her ass cheeks jerked back and forth. Warm cream continued to flow from her virgin hole.

"Oooo," she sighed, floating on a cloud of passion. "No wonder Tammy misses the farm." She was overwhelmed with passion. "I never would have left." She squeezed Beauty's neck.

Her cunt squished on the saddle. The sounds reached her ears. She leaned forward as far as possible.

"Does Tammy do this?" A lewd giggle escaped her mouth. She sat up again in the saddle, tall, her back straight, her tits jutting out proudly.

Panting, she brought her trembling body momentarily under control. She stared glassy-eyed across the stream. Being naked out in the open and sitting on a pony overwhelmed the child. It was unbelievable, but true. It blew her young mind.

Using her hands, she caressed her own sizzling tittie meat. Tender strokes, light touches. Her hands became more urgent, more demanding. Kneading fingers dug into the pulpy flesh.

Everything started to spin. She fell forward again and grabbed hold of Beauty's thick golden mane. "I'm gonna ride you. Cream your saddle."