The room was nearly dark, lit only by the moon and distant streetlights, so I simply stepped into the middle as I heard her approaching the door. She ...tepped in and immediately turned to switch on the light and close the door. When she turned back and saw me, she gasped, putting her hand to her mouth and falling back against the door, then, realizing it was me, relaxed and put on a mock-angry expression."Oh, jeez! You scared me half to death!"I said, "Sorry," and smiled at her as I stepped. He hammered his gigantic cock into her quivering little twat with a vengeance. Stacy’s vaginal tunnel rippled with orgasmic pleasure, shuddering up and down the throbbing length of the stallion’s fleshy cock shaft. She sobbed with grateful passion, squirming sensuously. He whinnied and tossed his head in response to the wonderful sensations at work on his prick. No pony pussy had ever offered such delights! He surged into action, withdrawing his cock and immediately pounding back into her. Is he ever going to call me? Will he ever come home? I can't take much more of this, June." Her voice was cracking and she was on the edge of control."Yes, Jeanette. He isn't running away. He's trying to understand how to handle this. That's why he came here. He's mystified and angry, I think. He doesn't know what to do. He knows he has to talk to you, but he's trying to get a grip on himself. You know what he's like. He wants to be calm and rational. He wants to understand. You need to think. The drawer next to her side of the bed was filled with a variety of stimulants. Dildos, vibrators, long, short, finger-mounted, egg-shaped. I had known about this stash for a long time. Let's just say that during my sexual awakening I experimented with a lot more than most girls did. Occasionally my mom bought new toys, but not this time. So I selected a nice long vibrator I knew I liked, and went on to the closet for an outfit. My mom has quite a selection of outfits especially for the.