The young Filly and Colt, both products of Amy’s sperm, were racing around the paddock, nuzzling their Dams for a feed, and then playing chase. The ...oung Colt play-fucked the gorgeous young Filly, holding her still between his front legs and aiming his impressive horse-cock into her rear end.Amy was fascinated at the way the Filly stood perfectly still while the Colt serviced her; after his dripping cock was safely back in its sheath she rolled on the grass, all four legs held high to keep the. The towel fell open and my eyes turned down to my own body. Nibbling on my lower lip I slid one hand flat down my front and parted my slick pussy lips, shifting my damp body so my knees were bent, giving me good leverage to slide my hand over the sensitive area. Fingers finding my clit and slowly working it in circles, made my needy body tense. Oh it felt so good! Rubbing that soft finger over the hardening clit, and my body started to grind against it, pushing to fingers in to my quiet waiting. They still had the two-hour drive home. It was strange to feel like playing the role of Jamie’s girlfriend was getting back to normal. That was why Donna had practiced that voice and mannerisms. She wanted her beloved to get everything she could out of the game. So of course, they talked about John (“I wonder if HR has a file on him already?”) and what a sweetheart Patty was. She seemed oblivious but maybe she was just used to it. They made fun of the choice of clothing some of the women made. “You know, long ago, Eaglehawk left his baby with Crow and went off hunting. But Crow got tired of hearing the baby crying and killed him. And when he came back, Eaglehawk started yelling, ‘My baby, Crow killed my baby’, so all the other hunters came up to him with their spears and he said, ‘Go after him. Chase him into the thick mallee and get him. We’ll kill him’. So they ran after Crow, but he got right into the centre of the mallee and they couldn’t find him. So Eaglehawk said, ‘We’ll set a.