You rise slowly from the table, wondering who it might be. As you walk from the kitchen to the front door you think "what a sight I am, hair all musse..., in an old robe and worn slippers... well the hell with it, whoever it is they probably don't look much better than I do."Quickly you run your hands through your hair and down the front of your robe, smoothing out the wrinkles as best you can. Standing on your tip toes you peek through the security viewer in the door. You can see the head and. When he was only half-way in I couldn't help myself, I let out a moan that told everyone I had a pussy full of cock and I loved it. Hearing myself gave me an idea. I reached out to Bambi, who snapped out of her trance and took my hand. Now that she had a physical connection to the scene, she became more animated. She leaned over me and stroked my hair. I turned my face so she could see my expression as Bud started working his cock around to get me loose enough to fuck.When he pulled back to. I went in my car and parked in front of her apartment and I was stopped by the guards at main gate I called her and asked him to talk then they allowed me to enter in and went to the lift to 4th floor. Knocked the door and she opened with a great smile and shake hand her hand was too smooth and she is looking fresh and she is in black chudidar with her awesome boobs oozing out. I quickly entered her flat and was decent fully furnished with a l shaped sofa. She immediately closed the door and. Yet nature continued its delightful din, joined by my cruel bells. Still I stood there and stood there. After a long while it dawned on me - He was turning me into a ponygirl! Incredibly, I was juicing, excited, almost orgasmic! What was happening to me? At long last, I stirred from my stupor, alerted by something. Squeaking wheels? What on earth? It must be a pony cart! He seemed to be placing the cart behind me. I felt my chains being removed, only to have my cuffs clipped to the carriage.