The foal was scared at first but the fear subsided when she smeltthe contents of the bottle. James offered the bottle to her and beforehe knew it, her... lips were sucking from the end of it."That's it. Drink it all up," said James in a soothing voice.After the bottle had been drained, it was clear that the foal's hungerhad not been satisfied. They filled the bottle once more and James onceagain administered it.It was getting late and James was soon told to come inside for hissupper. Afterwards,. The boys looked like frat bros to her. She knew all too well. They were waiting on her. They had a collective look of hunger on their face. She was drunk, not stupid. The bros were easily drunk. They looked at her tight rump sashaying in the distance. She could tell they struggled to keep it in the pants. One was biting his lip.One said to his bros, "Look at her." I'd like to get under that," Another one said.The house on campus she lived on was a long way away. Some of her friends didn't live. ?" I said."Unnngggghhhhhhh!" Pam groaned, her body shaking violently.I was shocked to find that my beautiful French teacher was rubbing her crotch up and down against my shin, kind of like our old German Shepherd, Lucky, used to do, before Mom made Dad take him to the shelter. And then I felt it, something hard in her swimsuit, just like there was something hard in mind.Oh, shit, I thought, she's one of those, those, um, she-males. Oh, gross... NO, WAIT! It's the zucchini. She's still got that. It sent ripples of pleasure pulsing through her.The faster her horse ran the more her crack could smack against the hard leather. Her ass mounds jutted against the saddle like two firm and meaty bulbs.The horse stepped up his pace to a full gallop. Her ass and cunt fell down on the top of the saddle in steady thunderous snaps of the meeting of flesh and leather.She whipped her cunt and sensitive mounds into a frenzy until her spasms increased to a steady succession that made her vibrate in.