The idea of being a pony girl for years, or forlife is such a rush! But also horrifying..."But don't worry, we keep up their surgeries and their treat...ents, evenour oldest ponies don't look a day over thirty. It can be so hard to tellwhich ones are coming to the end of their useful lives..." She gives us acold look, then continues, "And some of our life ponies didn't exactlyplan to join us... they signed a contract as staff or sissies, stating ifthey misbehaved or their owners decided to, that. Somehow, she got pulled into a game of trying to push various veggies into Trixie’s delicious backside and she marveled at the woman’s ability to stretch her tight sphincter to accept any new challenge. Millicent knew she didn’t have that sort of skill because she had limited experience in offering her posterior for male entertainment.When Dan started to bounce his rock-hard cock on his ex-wife’s pretty bottom, Millicent got into the spirit of the moment and took matters in hand and rubbed his. I started my new business and I'm already working, and billing clients." That's terrific. It deserves one on the house. What'll you have?" I'm not much of a drinker. How about a bourbon and branch."Mack poured a short one."Here you go, boyo. May your success continue till the end of days. May the road rise up to meet you, and may the wind be ever at your back." L'chaim." As David took a cautious sip, Mack regarded him closely."And how is your bonnie Abby?" She's fine, thank you, the boys too.". It's a shame your heart can be overridden by your cunt. I'll prove it, slut. “Okay. If you're certain.” Father Augustine paused. “Did you come in the same car?”“No, Father,” Tony frowned. “Why do you ask?”“Just making sure. Such temptations are found in a car.” The Priest leaned forward. “But I think I need to talk with Samantha alone. I'm not sure she is ready for this commitment.”“Father?” Samantha frowned. She glanced at the priest, at his eyes, and hers widened. The priest knew Samantha.