Free of his fantastic lips, Priscilla grabbed his thick mane and hauled herself up on the pony's back. Hot spasms attacked her pussy and she almost fell off.

With the horny child on his back, Beauty calmed down. He backed slowly away from the stall as Priscilla squirmed on his back.

"Ohhhh, Christ!" Priscilla cried. She held his mane in her tight grasp. Her thighs were clenched tight against his flanks. "I'm creaming! Creaming!"

The golden pony stopped in the middle of the small barn. He allowed the child on his back to do as she wished. He was trained. Tammy did this every chance she could get.

Priscilla twisted her hips. Lights flashed behind her eyes. It was exquisite. Better than with the saddle. She humped, her heels digging into Beauty's flanks.

With reckless abandonment, the horny teenager ground her virgin pussy into the pony's back. Tits bouncing, head snapping from side to side, she drenched his golden coat in a deluge of warm milky pussy-cream. "Oooo! Beauty! I'm gonna…" The words remained trapped in her throat.

Long tormenting humps dragged her pussy over his coarse hair. Tiny needles pricked the swollen lips of her cunt and the exposed bloated tip of her blood-engorged clit. She was delirious.

She bucked on him, her brown eyes disappearing into her skull. She ground her clit into his coat. Lightning bolts of pleasure ripped through her cunt hole.

Falling forward, she gripped the pony around the neck. Her tits mashed into his neck. Warm fuck juices seeped from her pussy. Gliding back, she fused her naked body to the animal.

"Mmmm," she hummed, glassy-eyed and crazed with lust. "Ohhh, shit, Beauty." She hugged him tightly with her legs, swaying precariously on his back. "Oooo!"

Beauty pawed the earth. The child's squeals, like those of his young mistress, were making him nervous. He tossed his head back. Priscilla screamed. He snorted, backed up, then moved forward. A loud neigh came from his mouth.