It fit the theme of the underground pool nicely, and although sometimes feeling a little dark, it was always very clean. Thanks, apartment staff. Head...ng over to the locker where you left your things, you take a moment to look at yourself in the floor-to-ceiling mirror. You seem to be the same as you ever are after a long swim; your long pink hair is still dripping pool water, your wet, lithe body clad in your favourite bright pink bikini. You make a few poses, showing off to...well, yourself,. Why else the cowgirls outfits? Amandalaughed briefly inwardly as she contemplated the old clich? about how girlsloved ponies and horses. If the guys laughing at that old joke knew why Amandaand Christina liked ponies they would probably scream with terror. There reallywere few things more satisfying than breaking in a new pony, whipping it,torturing its balls and giving it the precious few orgasms that reduced it to acompletely docile pony-slave, at the same time extremely happy and. “If l let you see me naked, will you let me watch you playing with yourself?” She said.I couldn’t speak, l could only nod my head.She got up and stood in front of me. “What do you call him?” She said, pointing to the front of my trousers.“I know it’s called a penis,” l replied.“Yes but what do you call him when you’re with your friends?”“A cock,” l said, “but that’s a naughty word.”“Listen David,” she said, “it is time you grew up a bit. I know it’s my fault, l never wanted you to grow up, and. This was a life that he felt almost too lucky to believe he really had, and his aggressive photography kept up the pace of adoring every second of their shameless and loving embrace, as he soaked in the opportunity to capture their writhing, hot lovemaking. This was a pleasure he didn't know what to do with, something so hot and so exciting that he felt like he was going to spin out of control in struggled attempts to keep himself held back.But fortunately, Ashley was horny enough to not be.