"Ohhhh!" she squealed. "You got me all wet." She stepped back abruptly. She glanced down at herself. Her blouse was wet, and she could see her bra through the wet material. A shiver raced down her spine. Her nipples stiffened.

Beauty whinnied, then nudged her again playfully like he always did with Tammy. Trembling with passion, Priscilla was caught off balance. She stumbled and fell. "Eeeewww!"

Beauty pawed the soft earth and gently nudged his muzzle between Priscilla's outstretched legs. He tossed his head in the air again, his golden blond mane swishing. The contact against her cunt was electrifying. Priscilla sat up. "Beauty, what did you do to me?"

Repeating the erotic action, Beauty nestled his snout between her legs again. This time, he didn't take his snout away.

Shaken, Priscilla scrambled away from his nuzzling head. "Oooo, you're worse than the boys I know," she giggled, watching the pony's head bob. She stood, her face flushed red. Her eyes quickly scanned the wooded area. Her face brightened. The place was secluded, affording her the privacy her desires needed.

"Maybe you want to see my titties like the boys at home do?" she giggled impishly. She fumbled with the buttons of her blouse. Dizzy with lust, she felt light-headed. Exposing herself to an animal was thrilling, had her creaming. "Now, don't tell your friends," she said to the pony jokingly.

Tremulous sighs escaped her mouth. She draped her blouse over a low branch. Her bra quickly followed.

Bare from the waist up, she jutted out her small budding tits. The plump mounds jiggled with each ragged breath she took. The nipples stood erect, hard with excitement. The warm summer breeze caressed her, and the creamy flesh became dotted with goose bumps.

She staggered over to the pony. "Look at my titties, Beauty. See how big they're getting?" She squeezed them together, making them appear larger, more plump.