The movement startled Pam. She was knocked back a few steps. "Ahhhh, Gypsy." She staggered, her hands rubbing the pony's spit into her ultra-sensitive tittie meat. "Oooooo, you like it."

Gypsy's tail slapped back and forth across his rump. He did like it. He stepped forward, feasting on her creamy tits again as Pam shuddered in bliss.

Pam's young, impressionable mind was racing along erotic paths. If Gypsy could lick her tits, why not the rest of her body? The idea made her cream.

"I got more," she giggled hotly. "Ewwwww, lots more."

She stepped back, almost falling into a pile of hay. Quick nervous fingers pulled at her jeans. In a flash, she had them off. Wearing only her pink cotton panties, her head in the clouds, Pam played out her erotic fantasy.

"I'm a virgin," she moaned, strutting around the barn, her hot excited eyes devouring the sleek flanks of her pony. "A hot horny virgin." She stopped, rubbed her wet tits into Gypsy's side. It blew her mind, and she almost collapsed.

Gypsy's nostrils flared. The overheated scent of Pam's oozing pussy filled the air, making him horny, anxious. He twisted his head, slobbering over Pam's shoulder.

"Oooo, shit." She mashed her tits into his sleek coat, then stepped back and swayed. Finally, she caught her balance. "I'm so damn hot, Gypsy. So damn fuckin' hot!" She was talking as if her pony understood.

Trembling, she walked across the barn and turned, leering hotly at her pony. "Now, I'm going to show you my pussy."

She latched her fingers into the elastic of her panties and pushed them down over her slim hips. Blonde pussy hair peeked out. She jiggled her hips, and the panties fell to her ankles.

"Mmmmm, Gypsy. Look at me."

Gypsy's mane and tail swished. He pawed the earth, his mouth drooling warm pony-spit. His nuts were getting hard and his cock, hidden inside his sheath, ached.