He ordered a beer and sat down beside her, glancing at her again before taking a swig of his drink.She sucked the last of her daiquiri up through the ...traw and then ordered a third. While she didn't usually drink this much, she figured there wasn't anything else to do here. She turned back to her phone, trying to focus on what she was reading. Her eyes kept wandering from her screen, though, and darting over to him. She found herself both idly wishing that he would try to talk to her, and truly. I was moaning and groaning and wanting more and more. Shukla responded by pushing his tongue deep inside my pussy and was tasting the nectar of my juicy pussy. He was immensely liking it as he kept pushing his tongue deeper and deeper. I could hold it no longer and was pressing his head while he was tongue fucking me .My buttocks were jumping up and down to face fuck him with my pussy as I shouted to Shukla to keep on going fast and furious. I then screamed, unable to contain my orgasm and dug. ‘Come and eat,’ her father called from reception. ‘Hold ya horses,’ she called back, ‘We don’t all like the taste of dust and grease on our food,’ she laughed. ‘You were saying?’ he held up the big greasy burger as she walked into the small lunchroom beside reception. She groaned and took a seat snatching the burger from him. He watched her unwrap it and take a huge mouthful the sauce and grease dripping over her fingers. ‘Plans for the weekend?’ he asked. ‘I haven’t forgotten Mum’s birthday. The RG's are getting like the old masculine men. They just clam up and stare into oblivion when the transport is crowded. And their sex drives are a little too hot for comfort. Even I've been groped by RG grown ups and I'm still only a foal. Look at me! My pony tits are OK and anyway, RG's don't usually go for those, but mum's only just taken me for my first girly bra. You can hardly call me a sex siren can you!"Centaurs tended to develop slightly earlier than humans but the difference was only.