He must have emptied a pint of sperm in her!"Rod I have his black sperm deep in my pussy! I love the feeling and you love seeing your trophy wife bred...by black cock!" She said with sneer as she let some of her true feelings about the man out"Now the other stud is going cum in my pussy too! The pussy of your wife! Give me you cum!" She screamedThe other man rolled her on her back and pushed deep into her already cream filled hole. He started Jack hammering her with the massive cock. She looked. The next day the ponies were kitted out with their full regalia. They pranced around the grounds for an hour before the stable hands put an end to that. They removed the ponies' harnesses, tails, and head gear. Then sent the ponies to their stalls. Not that that calmed them down much.Sarah spent some time pacing in her stall before a stable hand came and led her out on a leash. He didn't kit her out with a harness. Instead, he reinserted her nose ring, took off her collar, and practiced leading. .Ok. We can if you want to." Her meek little voice whispered to me, she was blushing a bit.I smiled and stuck my hand under her dress. I meant to feel what kind of undies she was wearing, but my hand had a mind of it's own. It found it's way to her chest and started to massage her large breasts.She bit her bottom lip, embarrassment and fear written all over her cute face. I saw a tear form in her eye, not from being scared, because I was being a little too rough. I bent down and flipped her. They like me, but they don't need me. She resumed her accounting business. She found a lover in Kansas City and another in Omaha, but the sex lacked excitement. The men were pleasant and charming, but not blessed with the adventurous spirit she had enjoyed as a refugee worker. I've become a disaster junkie, she said to herself. My adrenalin doesn't flow in Kansas. She telephoned John Bright, the President of the Christians of Faith, in Washington. He had been complimentary about her.