Another thrust and a squeal, then more thrusts, more squeals until the dildo was in, in all the way
. She then turned to the gentleman and took his coat, and pants, and shirt and tie until he stood there in his shoes, socks, held up with garters, and boxer shorts and undershirt with definite mounds in the front. “Get Set!”
Then the sound of the pistol shot in the air crashed, and the pony girls were off, racing around the track, knees prancing high, tails swishing and pony-tails flying up and down, around the track, once, twice, three times, the carts flashed and careened! A stumble by the blonde, and the red pony girl came to the front and during the last two laps wasn’t caught
. . I was throbbing in pain, and my
blood was trickling down past my neck to my face and hair
Another thrust and a squeal, then more thrusts, more squeals until the dildo was in, in all the way
. She then turned to the gentleman and took his coat, and pants, and shirt and tie until he stood there in his shoes, socks, held up with garters, and boxer shorts and undershirt with definite mounds in the front. “Get Set!”
Then the sound of the pistol shot in the air crashed, and the pony girls were off, racing around the track, knees prancing high, tails swishing and pony-tails flying up and down, around the track, once, twice, three times, the carts flashed and careened! A stumble by the blonde, and the red pony girl came to the front and during the last two laps wasn’t caught
. . I was throbbing in pain, and my
blood was trickling down past my neck to my face and hair
Another thrust and a squeal, then more thrusts, more squeals until the dildo was in, in all the way
. She then turned to the gentleman and took his coat, and pants, and shirt and tie until he stood there in his shoes, socks, held up with garters, and boxer shorts and undershirt with definite mounds in the front. “Get Set!”
Then the sound of the pistol shot in the air crashed, and the pony girls were off, racing around the track, knees prancing high, tails swishing and pony-tails flying up and down, around the track, once, twice, three times, the carts flashed and careened! A stumble by the blonde, and the red pony girl came to the front and during the last two laps wasn’t caught
. . I was throbbing in pain, and my
blood was trickling down past my neck to my face and hair
Amelia Jane Rutherfords Lovespanking