The moan that escaped was much quieter than the previous ones,as her mouth was practically filled with the rubber intruder.Then Tom did something he h...d never done before.He picked her up in his arms and head towards the door.Her instinct told her to struggle,to try to avoid what was happening or what was going to happen to her,but after a few seconds she stopped.It was pointless.He held her like a big baby in his arms without any problem as he walked outside the room.Tom's house wasn't very. These are human horses and ponies." "Human?" he shot back, genuinely caught unaware. "Yes. These are people who have been trained as horses. Pony play is the common term for it. Both males and females participate and compete in a wide variety of events, such as races, wagon and cart pulling, plow pulling, and dressage." "You're kidding me." "Absolutely not," I countered. "This type of play is practiced all over the world, and the participants compete following the strictest of rules,. I was dumped in the back of the limo, butt plug still in places, with Sara close on top of me followed by Big and two handlers. The Limo screeched off leaving rubber. We no sooner got out of the alley then a police car tore by the other way, slammed on its brakes and began to make a U-turn to chase us. The driver drove down one alley, up another, lost one cop only to have another pick up the chase. Finally as we shot op one alley the Limo slowed and Big pushed both Sara and I out the door. Unfortunately, the author weaved personality traits and physical attributes throughout the story, letting the characters unfold. I think this is a bit of an error. Authors should tell me up front how people look, things like measurements and if the woman is a blonde, has big tits and a shaved twat, for example. I mean, otherwise, how am I supposed to know what to visualize?Anyway, the story was about a woman who was an inhibited, sexually inexperienced virgin when she got married, but with her.