The dubious fact that I had been born a female called Mabel Mahoney a thousand plus years hence, died and was denied entrance to Heaven's pearly gates...until I had found a female willing to give up her life in love for me was a shock to my system that still mystified me beyond compare. I had already gotten quite used to being in physical male form but the role reversal in consummating sexual union had confused my emotions and made me wish I was back in my "receiving" rather than "giving". No words needed and none was exchanged. They both knew what was at stake and the dangers possibly ahead. Besides, it was clear that so much as a goodbye would send them both into a torrent of tears.Washing the plates and putting them away, the only thing Bern could do was wait until she heard the key turn in the door again. Until then, she would not settle.Escorted into the office and placed in front of Saim, Bridget was shocked that he didn't even acknowledge her. Sitting behind his desk, his. Drunk with passionate lust, Priscilla slipped a bare foot into thestirrup and hefted herself up into the saddle. Naked and horny, she satquaking astride the pony's back."Oooo, Beauty!" she gasped, swaying in the saddle. "Ohhhh, shit." Hotbuttery pussy cream oozed from her virgin cunt and soaked the smoothleather saddle. "Oooo, God!"The golden pony pawed the earth. His tail, thick and long, swished backand forth. Soft neighs came from his mouth. His a****l instincts pickedup the c***d's. He guided one of my hands to his other nipple, and through the fog of lust, I realized what he wanted me to do. I started teasing him with my fingers and mouth—as much as I knew how to then—and he brought his fingers to my little clit and concentrated on it as he rubbed faster and faster. My breath caught in my chest, and I felt both numb and electrified, all at once. I couldn’t think anymore as he kept rubbing faster, I only knew he was happy too because he kept saying “yes…yes”. And then,.