He paused to re-position her slightly on the pillows. “Stay there, honey, while I fetch the communion cup.” He stood up and went over to the...wardrobe, coming back almost immediately. Again he started his massage of her back and admired his handiwork as her bottom glowed fiery red. “Communion time,” he whispered into her ear and she felt something cold between the cheeks of her bottom. She thought it was an ice cube and let his hands rub the coldness between her cheeks. . ”I opened up Minx’s pouch, digging through the clay balls. They had different markings on them. Some were sticky bombs, some sleeping bombs, and others were lust bombs. I pushed past a felt bag wrapped up with metal and then found a jar. I opened it, revealing a reddish-white paste. I scooped a dollop on my finger.It smelled like ginseng.“What does this do?” I asked the elf, an expectant grin on her face.“Something wonderful,” Minx moaned as I knelt down between the elf’s thighs.Xera’s pussy. "Some of my fillies," said Steve gesturing to the girls. "They take some training but I like to think I produce the best pony girls in the western hemisphere. I thought we'd look in on the new girl and then take a carriage out for a trot." Why not?" I said, somewhat bemused by his suggestion. He led the way to the last stall and opened the door. Sprawled on a bed of straw, naked and asleep, was the girl that had been on the flight with me. She too was wearing a head harness, with reins locked. This is Mike. Umm, do you remember me?"I burst out laughing and said "Mike, don't take this the wrong way, but I don't think I'll ever forget you."He laughed too. "Well," he said, "I'm sorry for leaving in such a hurry last week. It's just that I felt so weird, and wasn't sure how to handle things." Mike, I'm not sure how to handle things either. I still love girls. I don't want to date you. I feel weird about having had sex with a guy, but I you made me come harder than I have in awhile, and I.