Surely he didn't mean what I thought he meant. I stared at him trying to figure out if that's what he was saying.Um, yeah. I think he was.No. Surely n...t.His face was completely calm. Impassive. Placid. Lake Placid. But then one corner of his mouth twitched up in a smirk.Was he offering to fuck me six ways to Sunday?"You can't possibly be offering what I think you're offering," I said."Well, I'd have to double check with my wife and make sure she's okay with it first, but yeah, that's what I'm. He pulls my panties to the side and slides a finger in to me,"looks like I'm not the only one that is getting to fuck your little girl hole" and with that his hands disappear. I look over my shoulder to see what he's doing,and in the dim light I can see him putting on a condom. " no need for lube" he says then he takes a firm hold of my hips lines his cock up and pushes all the way into me in one thrust. He didn't even listen to my pleas for him to slow down, he said I was just a little cunt. When we reach the upper end of the street we fall into a line where the race is about to begin. There are about ten ponies lined up, same as before some male and some female but all naked and adorned similar to me, their drivers are seated with whips in hand and ready to go. As we pull into line one of the judges comes and checks us to be sure we are compliant with the rules, they check simple things like sulky security, “4L’s” brand and the driver must produce a receipt indicating entry fee. An hour later I went home, happy but confused and bewildered. Had we made the right decision? The following day both Sam and I spent time making sure we were shaved and clean and tidy. I have a wide strip and Sam has a little heart shape. We both like it like that. Sam came to my place rang Judy to confirm everything was okay. We were so nervous. They arrived on time and I nearly pee'd myself when we got into the car and saw them both, I was so nervous. They were extremely nice and told.