She thrashed on her back for what seemed like an eternity, then went limp. Soft moaning gasps choked from her throat as she shuddered. Her hands dropped away from her quaking body as the last of her orgasm washed over her.
She lay still, her tits heaving as she caught her breath. Still tingling, she rolled to her stomach and closed her eyes.
CHAPTER TWO
Blazer, Lynne's black stallion, tossed his head and snorted. He pranced over to his naked mistress lying on the blanket and lowered his head. His nostrils flared as the heady scent of her pussy burned into his brain. He sniffed, his rubbery lips mouthing the white creamy flesh of Lynne's ass cheek.
Lynne stirred and sighed as if she were dreaming. She moved her hips as the inside of her cunt began to pulse. She sighed again, then quivered.
Blazer slapped out his tongue and swiped it across Lynne's ass. He soaked the creamy flesh, then slithered his tongue up through her ass crack. His tail flicked and he whinnied softly as his horny mistress rolled her hips.
"Yesss," Lynne purred, coming out of her light sleep. She shuddered as the wet slurping tongue on her ass told her she hadn't been dreaming.
"Blazer!" she gasped, rolling quickly to her back. "Whatta you doing?"
She looked up at Blazer, her blue eyes misty with desire. "You were licking my ass." She began trembling as hot ideas caromed through her young horny mind.
As if to answer his mistress, Blazer tossed his head and whinnied. He pawed the ground, his rubbery lips smacking as his coal-black eyes glared down at Lynne.
Lynne spasmed. She grabbed her tits and jiggled them.
"C'mon, fucker," she purred with excitement. "C'mon and give my titties a nice bath with your spit."