“Watch what happens when I touch it.” Sandra said. Her younger friends obvious excitement made her bold, reckless. While keeping the horses head s...cure with one hand she reached down and under his belly and her passion took over. She captured the rigid erection and pulled it gently out so that her cute younger friend could see it better. The pony pawed the earth. His tail, thick and long, swished back and forth. Soft neighs came from his mouth. His animal instincts picked up the children’s. Their was a list of events. First was a meet and greet. The letter said that if wife was submissive she must be kept on a leash and collar and on her thigh the number listed must be written so I put her number since the first thing she did was strip. Number 6977. A list of other things that you were into was to be written on her other thigh.1. Group sex2. Bukkake3. Bi4. Bondage5. Public display6. Full sex all holes7. Condoms or barebackSo I wrote on her 1234567I led he r from the room naked and. It was the beginning of the Gaucho Girls own herd. They went to several other events to get more livestock. In California their were many rich girls on family hobby ranches. They did not earn a living from their live stock but, just like the Mormon ranch girl, they got fucked hard by their miniature stud stallions. Later the Gaucho Girls added some ponies to their breeding herds. These were hung with fatter and longer dicks. The pony cock was more than the Gauchos wanted for themselves but, for. There was a part of me – a rapidly growing part of me, thank you kindly – that dearly, desperately wanted to obey, and I had to fight hard to ignore those instinctual voices that were shouting ‘GO! GO! GO! GO! GO! GO!’ As tempting as it was to simply get it all over and done with in one frenzied ten-second burst, which is what Priscilla’s eyes were asking – no, not asking, DEMANDING of me, I was still determined to go about this MY way: I wanted to show her that humans didn’t just do it, we.