" I am Sarah Hackett. I fell down the stairs, bashed my head and was in acoma for a month, and then lost my memory. At least that's what myparents tol... me when they helped me get my memories back." You can't be her, Sarah's whole family turned out for the burial, and ifyou were part of the family I would have remembered seeing you there, butthe only Sarah I remember was the one that I laid out in her coffin forher grieving parents to see and kiss goodbye one last time." So if I'm not Sarah. When she saw who it was She was snap out of her fantasy world and it all start rushing back , She remember they were two cobblers fear course through her,she can't imagine herself taking two of 'pounder' , what if he they gand rape her or something else,she was shaking like a leave and blinking her eye lashes like a small girl caught in a bad act and punishment is about to come,this guy isnt as gentle like 'pounder' he looks rough and even though she was staring he isn't a beat move not acts. Danni could no longer stand, leaning back against the wall and slowly sliding down to the floor with me. I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her ever so softly. We stayed there for a short time just enjoying her orgasmic afterglow. Shortly thereafter we made our way over to the sofa, where we continued to kiss and explore each other, helping each other undress completely. Danni kissed her way down my chest and stomach, her hands massaging and stroking my very hard and dripping cock. Looking. It opened the door to her owning Faith.The twins were allowed to play with Faith and they usually harnessed her up and treated her as a pony. Jane too liked ponygirls but only as an occasional amusement. A full time ponygirl would go out of her mind with the boredom of trying to be like a pony. The twins were allowed to use the riding crop in guiding their pony but were otherwise prohibited from punishing her.Faith no longer slept in the stall. She was now a nightly fixture in Jane’s bed. And.