That could only mean one thing. She would avoid it if she could. “Hello girl.” It said in a soft gruff voice when it got to the fence. “My name...is Al, Short for Alonzo. What’s your name?”Angel backed up a few steps at the sound of the gruff voice. “You surprised me; I never met a talking horse before.” She said covering her tits and pussy with her arms and hands. “I’m Angel, I think. It’s so confusing here I sometimes wonder who I am.” Al snorted. “Who do you think you are?” Angel got the. . we leave the station and you take a path onto a park, I walk up next to you 'where are we going?' I ask... 'up here' you say and keep walking. when you reach a quite dense stand of trees you take my hand and step off the path... we go into the trees... when we are out of sight of the path you turn and reach your mouth up to mine and we kiss, passionately out tongues circling each other... my hands reach up inside your black dress and find your panties... I slip them down over your knees and. She was moist and my fingers slid up and down its length giving her the pleasure. Then I pressed a bit to slide my middle finger for the first time into the moist entrance of her unexplored pinkness. I did to and fro rubbing to slide my finger in and out and she rose on her feet and widened her legs to bumped her hips to allow my finger to deeper. Her wetness was all over my fingers, when about half an inch in I felt the elastic membrane of her pure virginity. As I pressed it lightly, it felt. The Bar owner closed the bar at 10 kicking everyone out but Bills Biker buddies and the girls.Joan was the main attraction. Roxy told me that Joan was told to strip and that she was manhandled bound and gagged by a couple of guys and led on a collar and leash to the pool room on her knees. She said, “Sasha was smacked around and had her nipples pinched as other guys forcibly played with her pussy while other slapped her face and ass demanding she tell them she wanted to be fucked by every guy.