"God!" she gasped. She plopped back in the hay and eased her jeans down, then kicked them off. Her heart was beating wildly. "Ooo, I wish you were a boy." She stood on wobbly legs.

Beauty wasn't going to be put off. He used his head, pressed it against her belly. His nose was cold and flared. A snort came from his rubbery lips as the erotic scent of Priscilla's turned-on cunt burned into his brain.

Priscilla danced away. Wanton and burning with passion, she came around to his side. Her flesh tingled as she rubbed her tits into his flank. "Oooo, God, will I cream your back!"

Beauty twisted his head, nibbling his smooth slobbering lips against her sizzling flesh. His balls swelled, loaded with cum. Like his mistress, he too was frustrated. He bumped the child, his thick cock protruding from his sheath.

Quickly, she skimmed off her panties. She pranced around the barn, totally naked. She exhibited herself in front of the animal.

"I'd like to see Tammy do this for us both," she sighed. The idea made her pussy cream. She walked by Beauty, took his thick tail and rubbed it through her crotch, wetting it with pussy juice.

Beauty turned abruptly and bumped his head against her. His rubbery lips found the child's tits. Wet slobber drooled from his mouth.

"Oooo, Beauty, your mouth is great. Oooo!" She leaned against the stall, reveling in the horny pony's warm saliva.

Beauty nuzzled his cold nose between the teenager's small, perfectly shaped tits. Her whimpering sighs were arousing him. His bloated cock peeked out, growing larger each minute.

Priscilla was reeling. "Oh! Oh! Oh!" She squirmed, her brown eyes glowing with fire. "Let me get on your back."

She twisted away. Pony spit covered her tits. The small nipples were swollen, sore. The tips were painfully hard.