He came close and started playing with my nipples. I reached down and touched my dick, then lightly took his erection in my hand. I couldn't believe i...t - here I was, wanking another guy. His dick felt amazing and I loved how it grew as I stroked it.By now he was doing the same to me. He knew just where to apply pressure, and wanked my cock with a confidence and tenderness that no woman had ever shown. As I was rock-hard, he turned his attention away from my nipples and, before I knew it, he. "They are the ones that orchestrated the attacks on us here in North America. It was payback," she stated, unemotionally."But what did you use?" Miranda asked. "I've never seen anything like that before." I used gravity bombs," Zandra told her. "They consist of two very strong gravity fields, one inside the other." Why two, and one inside the other?" Randell asked, not understanding."The outer field starts out at just over 350 feet in diameter at one gravity initially, but soon increases to ten. I moan loudly. She keeps rubbing it, ever so slowly.My panting increases and she pumps a little faster. "Ahhhh," I gasp as my pussy pulses. Every few strokes she goes faster and faster, until she's pounding my pussy, her palm slamming onto my clit at the deepest push.I scream out as I cum hard again. She keeps pumping then slows down again, finally resting her finger deep while holding it still. My pussy throbs around her finger.She holds still as I come down from my second peak. Then she. Her whole naked body seemed flushed with passion and her nipples were like two hard rocks. The girl had obviously enjoyed her sex with the pony more than had the other humans with one another.With a scraping of hooves the Shetland pony stood up. The animal seemed as placid as ever and its great organ, now limp, hung dark and long. The lights in the basement went out. When they went on again the stage was empty. The man who ran the sex show entered and asked how everyone liked the performance..