He leaned in toward me, and I felt our lips brush. ‘What do you want, Clara?’ You, I thought. I want you to touch me. I want you to take this dres... off and feel my skin. I want your lips all over my body, exploring every inch of me. I want you to do whatever you want with me. I closed my eyes, and murmured back, ‘I want you to kiss me.’ … Nothing. ‘Please?’ I whispered against his mouth. ‘… Sir?’ And with that, our lips collided. His were the softest I’d ever kissed- actually, they were only. She pressed her choot to my mouth and placed her hands on the back of my head guiding me to her sensuous spots. She was coming non-stop like a waterfall. After some time she cried “sonail ab ruk jao mujhse aur saha nahin jata main mar jauingi please stop (sonail please stop i can’t bear it any more i will die please stop)”. I however continued till i saw she was exhausted from cumming. I released her clit from my mouth and lay down next to her. “sonail that was fantastic” she said, “i did not. "With loving strokes, she caressed his bare back. The muscles rippledunderneath the pony's sleek coat. She shivered excitedly, sensing thepower in the beautiful a****l."Ohhhh," she cooed dreamily. "It's going to be better cumming on yourbare back than in the saddle." The prickling sensation of his roughcoat against her naked tits came rushing back to her. It sent tremorsdown her spine.Priscilla backed away from the golden pony. Her wide innocent browneyes looked to the barn door to make sure it. I started back to work as Rikki, a somewhat effeminate male. I had totell the bosses I was experimenting with my 'deeper feelings' aboutmyself. I was in a state of constant humiliation as everyone assumedthat I had become a flouncing sissy. Seeing all the female workersaround me was sheer torment. I was impossibly horny. A tight skirt orhigh hemline made me have to catch my breath. Because the femalesthought I wasn't interested in them any longer, they were casual aroundme, not bothering.