Meanwhile, I turn back to see that Lady Constance has rescued the stiff manhood and is slipping the bits out of the mouths of her team. No sooner done, then the heads crane forward and hungrily lick Lady Constance’s breasts. She better positions herself and each pony mouth draws in a n****e and as much of her ample breasts as possible. Her fingers toy with their sore n*****s and the ponies shuffle their knees closer and frottage their entrapped p*****s against her calves.
“The complete chastity does wonders for their behavior. They are as strong as oxen yet gentle as lambs. They’ll nuzzle and frottage until the p***s bands get too tight, then they’ll begin to yelp and back away.”
I look down at the left pony to see that in fact the mammoth head has grown even further and yet is somewhat
