"What's the matter dear?" she asked."I can't wear this stuff," I said."Why dear? It's one of Sally's favorite outfits." It's too...sexy." Oh dear, tha...'s how all the girls your age are dressing this year. You'll be lovely." But Mom, really I..." Nancy! I don't have time to debate with you. As we develop your wardrobe, if you want a more conservative look, then that's fine. But for now, wear what your given. You have to get used to the fact that girls' clothes are a bit more revealing than boys'. Undeterred he slid his cock back down her throat, she was repulsed by the taste of her own vomit. He fucked her harder now squeezing her head back between his legs as he finally shot his load down her throat. He wiped his cock on her face as cum and vomit trickled out her mouth. She hung her head mouth wide open and exhausted from the pounding she had received from this guy who’s face she didn’t even see.A voice from the crowd spoke up ‘looks like she’s got a little dirty ladies and gentleman,. Frank and Cathy were there, observing, supporting the pet play contingent. I had to admit that it was extraordinary to watch all the ponies prancing especially the teams, their hooves clopping together in tandem like Irish dancers as they weaved about in smart formations. It reminded me of the Lipizzanner Stallions. Very precise, controlled, detailed maneuvers showing great stamina and grace. Most of the ponies were sweating profusely before they finished and their masters would rush out at the. Suddenly a thick fog covered all the room, the lights were slowly fading, and almost in complete darkness, a dark figure entered trough the class door, almost everyone at the class acknowledged him as some kind of demi-god, as the dark being walked, fear, anger, sadness, waved though my body. I couldn't help, but to cry...As the class was in shadows, the dark being waved a quick look to me. I could stay there no more; I had to go, so I simply ran away. As I went far from the school the darkness.