Tomorrow, when I go in to the Stables, I’m going to be in the first stall playing with myself for extra motivation. I know it may sound odd that I�...m this willing, but you have to remember that I know many of the younger ponies who grew up on the island. They were my friends when we were growing up and going to school together. I want this for them as much as I want to help Scarlett.”I smiled as I pulled her into my arms, kissed her, and started playing with her clit. “In that case, tell Peter. Both his hands rested on the kitchen counter top as he moved so close that I felt his muscular body touch me. Many times he had pinned me to the ground in our days of roughhousing, the times we wrestled with him holding my outstretched arms on the ground, his body pressing mine and him calling me names, making me cry. I tensed up waiting for him to toss me to the floor, mess up my hair, and call me a sissy, a little sissy boy. Of course I could never compete against his strength and often. "You probably don't knowit, but I've seen how you've been with your Daddy since your birthday;the way you cuddle and snuggle with him, hug and kiss him every chanceyou get." She leaned down and whispered to me: "And I've seen you andhim playing with his cock, baby." When I looked at her in shock shetouched her finger to my lips. "Don't deny it, sweetie!" she said aloud."I think it's just absolutely adorable!" You do?" I asked. I was embarrassed more then I'd been in long time tohear Mommy. The g-spot is like a sponge, it contains a lot of liquid, and feels rough. Keep pressing your fingers against it, over and over, rhythmically, with the same kind of rhythm as if you were sliding your cock in and out of her pussy.As she starts to get wetter, and enjoy it more, start doing it harder. The more she thrashes from side to side, the harder you do it. Eventually, you can replace the tapping/poking of the g-spot with an outright speed-sliding of those two fingers in and out of her hole..