I lifted the end of my cock with thefingers of my right hand so that the fingers of my left hand could fondlemy silky soft hairless balls. My balls fe...t, well, feminine. Of course, Iknew that girls didn't have balls. But if they did, they would be smoothlittle plums, just like these.Girls had tits, not balls. And as I glanced at my chest I realised that IDID have tits. They weren't enormous. But they were unmistakableswellings on my chest. I was sure they hadn't been so noticeable the. He hugged me and pulled me closer so my ass rubs On his cock. It was real big as I could feel it hard and throbbing even under my ass. I started rubbing and Grinding my ass slowly n he started rubbing my little cute breasts in the tight wired laced bra. I started Moaning n grinding more and he rubbed my ass and began kissing my lips madly sucking the gloss.After some time of kissing he said ok honey my cock can’t take it any longer. I was waiting for him to let me See it and quickly went down. It all felt great, she loved it, having his dick in her fucking her, feeling his stuff pumping out into her, it made her body tremble. But there was something missing. Her body felt wonderful, but it didn’t go crazy like it had in the car with Pete’s finger between her legs. He gasped, stopped moving, let his dick slide out of her. And Cassie wanted more.“God, s!s, I came in you. That was so cool!” Pete was beaming, breathing heavily with the exertion.“I didn’t. Not like in the car.” Cassie. I knew this was going to be a grand day for training. Thinking back, even a rainy day, or a snow filled one wouldn’t stop me having fun with the ponies. Here at the ranch we didn’t like to think of the girls as b**sts of burden. We certainly didn’t want anyone getting the wrong idea. Bred for pleasure of the senses, that’s all they were.In this day and age no one needs a horse, you need a truck. Fortunately this philosophy didn’t dilute our fetish for ponygirls. Not to mention we needed plenty.