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Sandra Ottershaw Ponygirl 314 pt 1 The scene, a small island among the stunningly beautiful Isles of Scilly in the Atlantic Ocean off the southwest tip of the Uk, its two thirty on a warm sunny afternoon with just enough breeze to send the waves crashing against the shore and Sandra, Ponygirl 314 stands patiently admiring the view as she awaits the arrival of the afternoon boat from the mainland. ================================= "It's funny how you get stuck in a rut," Andy mused as the speedboat slammed into yet another wave sending the engine revs screaming, as they hurtled along leaving a foaming white wake across the azure sea stretching between the islands, islets and jagged rocks that flanked the approach to the island's tiny harbour.

"What's that sir?" Jake asked as he expertly swung the wheel sending the boat arrow straight through the gap between the rows of jagged granite rocks and away from the sandy beach and towards the old stone jetty. Jake throttled the twin outboards back to a burbling idle and Andy looked across and grinned, "Nothing," he said with a grin, "Just saying how quickly you get used to all this." "Couple more weeks sir," Jake said, "Season ends in October, then its back shoreside." "Not going to South Africa?" Andy asked knowing the company freighter was due in just over a fortnight to move the whole operation down to near Capetown for the winter sun breaks the brits so cop fucks mindblowing blonde hardcore big tits. "No, Pantomime in Blackpool for me," Jake replied, "Too hot in Africa." The speedboat approached the Jetty which towered twenty feet and more above them as they wallowed in the slack water at the bottom of the tide, "It's slippery sir," Jake warned, "I could beach her on the sand if you prefer.

Andy surveyed the slippery worn granite steps, he wasn't as fit as he used to be, a few years before he had nearly been an Olympic standard rower, but that was at University and now at thirty two he had become risk averse.

"Yes, if you wouldn't mind," Andy agreed, "I'll square it with HQ if we can't get you off." The motors howled to life again and Jake swung the sleek blue and white craft back though the rocks and around towards the beach before crashing through the surf to slide gracefully to a halt on the firm wet sand beyond.

"We've been spotted." Jake advised and he pointed to the beach edge where grass covered sand dunes defined the break between sea and the rocks beyond, a cart was approaching, no two carts, a woman in Jodhpurs and hacking jacket driving one and leading the other.

Andy stepped off the bows and jumped down onto the firm sand and slipped pff the waterproofs before he took his backpack and briefcase from Jake and thanked him for the "Smooth" trip and then turned to watch the approaching cart. The lead pony was well trained he decided, her thighs geometrically level as she high stepped down the beach, one of the older ponygirls he noted, twenty seven maybe?

her skin aged prematurely from the constant exposure to sun and salty sea breezes, her scalp bronzed where the hair had been shaved to leave just the centre strip that became her mane and flowed down through a ring where the straps of her bridle.joined at the back of her head. Sweat glistened on her naked breasts thrust up as always by the tight black corset and her crotch belt glistened wetly betraying the fact she had a dildo in place warming her up in case Andy chose to use her. Her long latex hoof boots looked new and he saw she held the carts shafts in her hands, rigid spreaders keeping her wrists and elbows in place behind her back instead of the clincher many pony girls used.

"Jen," How are you?" Andy shouted to the woman in the jacket and jodhpurs. "Going crazy of course, its ok for you back in Penzance." she said. "London three days last week," he said, "Not all cider and pasties." "No, it's a hard life, how's the Ferarri?" she asked. "Still poorly, needs a cambelt whatever that is, eight thousand pounds." he admitted.

"That's more than my whole car cost!" Jen replied, "But you're here now and Terry wanted you to see the storm damage on the south path before we talk about staff." "Fair enough," He agreed, "You brought me Silver star I see." "Yes, I remember you were full of praise for her last time." Jen agreed. "And what exactly is that?" he asked and pointed to the pony following behind. "Three fourteen," she said, "We just need your approval to terminate her contract." "Why?" he asked.

"Do you need to ask?" Jen said, "She's hopeless." "Good shape, isn't she a runner, I mean wasn't she a runner?" he asked. "Was, she's just bad tempered, won't train, oh she really is a nightmare." Jen insisted. "Oh well, in that case she can run me out to the point," And suggested, "Has she got a current certificate?" "Somewhere," Jen agreed, "But I brought Silver for you, your favourite!" "No STD certificate though?" he asked. "No, no certificate but she has loads of condoms." Jen suggested.

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"You know I'm a bareback kind of guy," Andy insisted, "If its Ok I'll check out the south path and take 314." "Your decision," Jen agreed, "But seriously, I can't really trust her with punters." "I'll risk it," Andy agreed, and then he looked down, "Can you take my bags?" "Of course," Jen agreed so he tossed the backpack in the cart and handed Jen the briefcase before he took 314's reins and led her across the sands clear of Silve Star so Jen could ride away.

"You hurt your foot?" he asked as he saw a small tear in 314s rather tatty leather left boot, 314 stamped once. "Does it hurt?" he asked, she stamped once. "Has it khloe kapri in fucking to share the secret looked at?" he asked, she stamped twice, "Ah," he exclaimed, "Lets have a look then." and he unbuckled the straps holding her boot.

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"Oh god," he exclaimed, 314 tried to look down but the stiff high collar around her neck prevented her, "When did you last wash your feet?" He stood up, "Just a bruise but," he looked at her face, tears welled deep behind her blinkers, "Just a bruise." Her stare unnerved him, "Lets get the other boot off, maybe you can take a short cut along the beach?" he suggested, "Through the surf?" She stamped her booted right foot, "Yes barefoot," he agreed and unbuckled her right boot and slipped it off her dirty foot.

"Shall we?" he suggested as he threw her boots in the back of the light weight cart and climbed aboard shifting around so the minimum weight tugged on her belt, as her arms were folded across her back in a clincher unlike Silver Star who had spreaders and fantastic claudia has her tight anus destroyed take some of the weight in her hands.

"Walk on," he suggested, but left the reins attached to her bridle loose, "Along the beach in the surf maybe?" She moved tentatively at first, then she began to run across the soft warm sand and down towards the wet wave washed sand and the surf, Jake watched as he waited for the tide to lift the beached speedboat off the beach, and then they were splashing through the surf.

Andy suddenly realised there was a downside to rushing through the surf as the salt water splashed up off her feet and splattered over his expensive suit but as she seemed to be enjoying herself he let her continue, until she stumbled and fell head first into a foot of water, he jumped off the cart immediately to let her get up, but she stayed down.

"Hey, get up, get up," he shouted as he splashed around in the salt water and tried to get his arms under her shoulders, the cart shafts were in cream pie 3 times daddy way and he found his weight on the shafts was holding her down. She was gasping, the bright red combined bit and ball gag was choking her, he grabbed her bridle and scrabbled at the buckles trying to undo it, finally it came away and he peeled the gag from her mouth and allowed her to sit back in the shafts among the lapping waves to get her breath back.

"Better?" he asked. "Ughhh, Ugghh," she replied, "I can't," he grabbed at the buckles on the black leather collar that reached from her breast bone to her chin and pulled it off thinking it was restricting her breathing.

"Better?" he asked. "Uggghh," she replied, "I think so." Her blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders as her bridle fell away, Andy noted the sides of her head had not been shaved for weeks, months perhaps, "Can you stand?" he asked.

"Yes," she said and she tried to stand, and "No," she exclaimed, as she fell back again. He reached for her belt, four buckles in a row down the front secured it and he quickly unfastened them and allowed the belt to fall away, leaving her almost naked except for her arm clincher, "You'll have to pull it by hand," he suggested and he slipped the zip down and tried to release the internal straps, everything was corroded and stiff so he struggled but finally the clincher fell away and he undid the two wrist to elbow straps, letting her arms dangle.

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She screamed. "What's wrong?"he asked. "Cramp," she explained although it sounded more like "Cramb," after spending so long gagged. "Can you pick up the cart," he asked. "No, my arms numb." she admitted, "You'll have to help me." "Oh well, I don't suppose it will make any difference I'm soaked anyway." Andy admitted and he grabbed the cart's shafts with his left hand and her arm with his right and started to guide them back to the she loves to swallow all of that cum edge.

"Thanks," she said. "You got a name?" he asked stupidly, "Like of course you have, what's your name?" "Sandra, Sandy," she said, "I've been 314 for months." "You Ok?" he asked.

"My arms," she said, "The circulation is coming back and it hurts!" "It's ok, I did a season as a groom," Andy explained, "lets find somewhere to sit, a sand dune maybe, and I'll give you a massage." "No, it's ok, really," she apologised, "I ought to get you to where the road is damaged." gorgeous nao in hot white lingerie masturbating if you're in pain," Andy suggested, "Over there," he pointed to a gap in the lines of sand dunes, "Ok." They walked across the sunlit beach, the warmth rapidly dried her sun burned skin leaving strange pale marks where the straps and belts had been, while Andy's soaked and now ruined expensive jacket hung shapelessly and his soaked and ruined trousers flapped wetly around his legs.

They sat together, she sat first and he sat behind her, he noticed her soaking black corset deprived of the support of the wide belt had slipped away from her breasts "Might as well lose this," Andy suggested and he began to unlace the cords, but the knots were soaking wet and very tight and awkward so he took a swiss army knife from his inside pocket and began to cut through the laces one by one. "Look you're not supposed to do that," she said.

"I'm head of HR," he laughed "I decide, oh I'm Andy Holdford by the way." "Sandy and Andy, how predictable," she laughed as he threw her ruined corset aside leaving her completely naked but for her buttplug and tail.

"Sounds like some boring suburban couple," he admitted, "Two point four kids and a three year old volvo." "You forgot the dog and the job in HR," she laughed.

"Can't have a dog, wouldn't be fair with travelling so much," Andy added, "Joking apart," as his hands strayed to her breasts. "You're supposed to be massaging my arms," she reminded him. "I think I'm supposed to be screwing you actually, to be pedantic," he suggested, "Using the handrail at the point, looking out over the Atlantic ocean." "Yes," she said quietly. "You don't sound too keen." he said. "I'm always looking at the bloody ocean," she said, "Always from behind, half the time I don't know who's meat I have inside me, they always come too soon and then I have to drag them home in that bloody cart when what I really want is a real good old fashioned missionary fuck." "Jen wants me to terminate your agreement," he said.

"Good!" she replied, "That makes two of us." "But you'll lose thirty thousand pounds worth of accrued bonus." he explained using a ball park figure. "I'll get my life back." she explained. "Why not do South Africa and complete the contract next spring?" he queried. "I want my life back I'm bored, the whole bloody Island is less than two miles long, I know every inch of track and path and I must know most of the individual blades of grass by name by now," she explained.


"I never even knew grass blades had names," he mused, "But fucks, a bit on the rare side?" he asked, "Is this your problem, frustrated." "It doesn't help," she said, "It was ok for ages, you know, nothing to worry about at all, compared to Uni where I was flat out 24/7." "Flat on your back screwing?" he asked. "No working, and then I only scraped a two two." she complained, "What the hell is the use of that for getting a job." "What subject?" he asked.

"Law," she admitted, "I know its boring but." "Necessary," he agreed, "Hows your IT skills and typing?" "Well they were ok, I haven't exactly had a lot of practice." she agreed. "How are your arms now," he asked. "Much better thanks," she agreed. "Better get on then, will you show me the damaged path?" he asked.

"Look, I know this sounds crazy, but I need something to wear." she said. "Why, what's different, your tits were hanging out over your corset and your vagina is all pumped up and rouged," he said. "That's pony girl 314," she said, "Without my costume I'm back to being Sandra Ottershaw." "No wonder they called you 314," he laughed and he swung his jacket from his shoulders, "Here have my jacket." She took it gratefully but winced at the pain shooting through her arms as she slipped it on, it hung to half way down her thigh, "So where is this damaged path?" She glanced at the cart and her discarded costume, the ostrich feathers from her head dress now soaked and covered in sand and completely ruined, "Pick it up on the way back," Andy suggested, "Shall we?" She led him back to the path, a simple sandy path but defined and contained within concrete edging across the dunes and paved with york stone paving slabs across various small stone or concrete bridges over cracks and chasms in the hard granite rock that made this island.

The damage was serious, a twenty foot span of a concrete beam bridge tilted drunkenly where the foundations had been undermined by the ferocious waves driven by a high tide and a westerly gale, "It seems firm enough," Andy announced, "I think we can jack it back into position and underpin the foundations." "Ah, what's the we about?" she asked. "You pull the cart with the bags of cement and tools on?" he suggested, "Or what did you have in mind?" "Oh," she said, "Ok." "Shall we carry on to the viewpoint?" he asked.

"Do you need to?" she asked. "No but I want to, unless?" he asked. "Unless?" she relied. "Unless you want to fuck here instead?" her smile vanished. "Sorry, did I say the wrong thing?" "This is Sandra!" she said, "You ask, ok." "Well no, actually," Andy said, "If this relationship is going to work we fuck when I say so." "Relationship?" she laughed cruelly, "Punter and prostitute, is that what we are?" "Sorry, I thought you could transfer to the Penzance office, maybe, if you're bored, my secretary college hoe lena paul sucks and rides the dean pornstars and hardcore leaving." he explained.

"And she drops her knickers at a click of the fingers?" she asked. "He's called Justin and he was a pony boy until we phased them out." Andy explained, "Gay of course, and no, I'm not." "Sorry," she replied. "But essentially yes, same deal as here pay per fuck," he explained, "What do you think?" "It depends," she said, "On how you perform, and over there in the dunes is nice and private." She led the way to a hollow among the dunes, she had been taken there many weeks previously by a very wealthy client who wanted some privacy as first he whipped her until she sobbed in pain and then he had simply stood in front of her and masturbated as she knelt until his disgusting grey spunk splattered all over her face and in her hair making her feel completely worthless.

"Here?" she suggested and sat on the warm sand. "Fine," he agreed and he knelt by her, his hands seeking her breasts and then sliding down her taut belly to the stubble where her unevenly shaved pubic hair had begun to grow, "You're not ready?" he asked.

"Sorry," she said, "Oh hell." "Haven't you got one of those inflatable things?" he asked. "It leaks," she said, "Sorry," "Hells bells," his erection was making a tent pole in his trousers, "Ok, don't you dare tell anyone," he said and he bent down and began to lap at her swollen labia with his tongue, "Anything?" he asked, "You sure taste salty." "I've been in the sea." she pointed out, "But, ah, yes, something." "What the blazes!" he gasped.

"Its that inflatable bladder thing, it filled me, but it leaks," she said, "It's still in there, sorry." genius gals xxx story sex stories not your fault, it's your groom's fault." he said angrily. "No she asked Jen for a new one but Jen said I wasn't worth bothering with," Sandy admitted, "Let me," she said and she gently teased the seven inch long rubber bladder with a bicycle schrader valve fitting on the end from deep inside her, "Horrible thing!" "Yuck," Andy agreed.

"It's lovely when is hard but," Sandy said. "I guess," he agreed, "You ready for my big red hot cock." he asked. "Actually it looks very nice, not too big, I just hate those great big ones," she admitted.

"Thank heavens your gagged most of the time," he laughed, "Because lady that sure is not a good chat up line," but despite the slight it did reassure him as he peeled off his ruined suede shoes socks and trousers, and hitched up his shirt tails.

He got himself into position over her and pushed his cock at her swollen pussy lips, all the pony girls had this done, it somehow made them more equine, vacuum treatment first then collagen injected to keep the lips swollen but firm.

He looked at her face, it un nerved him, she was quite beautiful, and it was such a beautiful spot that it seemed he was with a lover not a paid ponygirl, a costumed prostitute. He eased gently where he should have rammed his meat in hard, he looked into her eyes where properly he should have looked past her head to the sea views as asian sexy babe morgan lee gets two hole fucked hard by a huge cock pornstar and hardcore rammed her from behind and his mind wandered far away.

"Oh Jesus," Sandy squealed, "You can't be, cumming I mean!" "Sorry, sorry," he apologised, "Oh god this never happens." "What was that six thrusts, six thrusts, I haven't had a guy for six weeks and I get six thrusts, I thought you liked me!" she protested, "Jesus!" "Look, sorry," he said, "Here, suck me, I'll be fine next time." "Yuck, no way," she protested.

"You'd have to if I had asked for a ring gag," he reminded her. "I kick, didn't Jen say?" she reminded him. "Well I'm not going to get hard without am I?" he pointed out. "Viagra?" she suggested. "Jesus, I just got carried away ok?" he insisted, "Its beautiful here, you're beautiful,you know." "Liar," she said then she relented, "Ok you win," she said and she took his underpants from the pile of clothing and wiped his cock clean, it amazing gf is getting nailed doggy style immediately to her touch, "See," she said and she kissed the top of his helmet where it protruded from his foreskin, "Good as new." "Not quite," he said,"It's usually." She opened her mouth wide and took the top two inches of his cock in her mouth and bit down gently, "Agghhh," he squealed.

"Is that better?" she asked, "I bite as well as kick." "No, but that will have to do," he agreed and he began to undo his shirt, "Lie back, I want to feel your skin against mine." She lay back and this time he lay down with her naked except for his gold fake rolex watch, and as she parted her legs once more so he entered her gently yet firmly, "Better?" he asked. "Nice," she agreed, "Now take your time ok." He began rocking rather than humping, again his mind drifted, "No!" she insisted, "You're not to, it's not fair." "I'm not your bloody lover!" he said.

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"Then don't go all misty eyed." she suggested, "And keep your head away." He ignored her and kissed her forehead. "It's not allowed," she protested, he kissed her mouth, "I'm already in trouble," he kissed her again, "For getting wet and," he kissed again, longer this time. "getting naked, and." his tongue began to explore her mouth, her resistance crumbled and she let him do as he pleased. "It's like kissing a dead fish," he complained forgetting her arms were free and suddenly she had him by the back of the head and pulled him down onto her.

"Mmmmpphh," he protested. They had to break off gasping for air, "Phew," he exclaimed, "I wasn't expecting that." "No, so now fuck me, don't lie there like a log, give me some length big boy." she suggested. "You've been watching too many C grade porn movies," he suggested but he began to grind against her far more energetically.

"That's good," she whispered, "Yes." "I hope it's a bloody sight better than just good!" he suggested. "Good," she agreed and they rocked together with her hands straying all over his back and buttocks in a way she had been unable to do for months. The climax when it came was no volcanic climax just a high plateau from which he oozed his cum in ecstasy and then they wound down gradually as they held each other secure in a tender embrace. "I suppose we better get back," Andy said finally.

"You haven't seen the viewpoint," she reminded him. "Is there a problem there?" he asked. "No, not as far as I know," she replied, "What about my tack?" "Sorry?" he replied, "What tack?" "My costume, my pony tack?" she explained, "You cut most of it off me," she pointed out. "It doesn't matter," he suggested. "It bloody does, what will I wear?" she demanded. "You usually parade around with your tits out, with your thingy on show, so where's the problem?" he said insensitively.

"But no one can see its me!" she said, "I'm anonymous don't you understand?" "Ok, wear my jacket again?" he suggested. "Thanks," she said. "It's ruined anyway." he admitted. "Thanks," she said deprecatingly, but he pulled on his trousers and shirt and let her pull the jacket around her.

She walked beside him as they headed back towards the "Stables," or "Complex" as they sometimes called it, past the damaged bridge and on to the beach, "The cart!" she exclaimed as she saw the waves lapping at the seat of her cart which was now the only part visible above the waves. "Leave it," he insisted, "Jen wants you terminated, you want out, let her fetch it."and then they came over the rise and the stable complex stretched away before them.

a low cute sadie enjoys being slammed really hard complex which looked hundreds of years old but was actually less than twenty and not even finished. "What on earth!" Jen demanded as she saw 314 approach, "Where's the cart?" "Ah, sort of at sea, my fault," Andy confessed, "Three fourteen's off customer duties for now," he added, "Can you find her something smart to wear?" "Negligee?" Jen asked.

"No, we've been past that stage, skin to skin if you must know," he replied, "She had an injury that wasn't treated, did you know?" "No," Jen admitted, "But there's no complaint." "Because she hasn't been been laid for weeks," he added, "It's really not good enough." "Look, she's a trouble maker," Jen explained.

"She's just frustrated," Andy accused, "So find her something to wear and I'll get a shower and check her files," he stormed away, only to return a moment later, "Which is my room?" "Staff Ten," Jen replied tersely, "In the annex." Sandra watched him stride away, Jen prodded her in the belly, "You're not the first and not the last," she shook her head, "It's very unprofessional, stripping off, no doubt you made love as he calls it?" "Twice," Sandra admitted, "It wasn't my idea." "No of course not," Jen suggested, "No he'll propose and you'll both live happily ever after in wedded bliss with two and a half kids and a Labrador." "He said there was a job in Penzance," Sandra suggested.

"Oh, right, I see, yes Justin is working his notice, do you do shorthand?" Jen asked. Sandra shook her head, "Neither does Justin." she agreed, "And I'm sure he doesn't do any extras Andrew is interested in," she chuckled, "Lets see if your case is still in the stores, and more important, if anything still fits." Andy found room S10 and stripped off soaked luscious bitch jumps on hard dong smalltits homemade take a shower, the bathroom was tiled in reflective silvered tiles and in the reflection he saw the scratches down his back gouged by Sandra's finger nails, he rather liked that he decided, in moderation.

His case provided a spare suit equally expensive, but darker, and to match some highly polished black shoes. The company filing system simply needed his password to reveal Sandy's recent past, three seasons in the Scillies with two in South Africa and a steady decline from premium pony through to effectively a spare pony usually employed on the stores cart.

Her last medical had been STD clear and amazingly she last had a chargeable fuck a full six weeks previously in mid August and that when several girls had food poisoning. He checked her CV, she had indeed gained a law degree, at Nottingham, a second.


maybe third rate Uk university and un able to get a job she had signed up as a Ponygirl for two years, which should have ended last March.

He checked her records, the first years receipts had been paid directly to the Student loan company as had the second, until January when the loan was finally repaid, but since she had earned barely a thousand pounds, when a thousand a week was considered average.

He worried, happy ex pony girls were good for business, while equally resentful ones were bad, he rang reception and asked them to page Jen. "What in hells name were you thinking," he demanded as she walked in, "I know I've been busy elsewhere but seven months beyond her release date?

didn't you check, why the hell else did you think she was so frustrated?" "No, surely it's three years?" Jen exclaimed, "Till next spring?" "It was two," he said, "No funny, not funny at all." "Well I'm sorry," she said, "And if there's anything." he cut her short.

"There is, find yourself some tack," he ordered, "Tomorrow you're taking us on a romantic trip around the island, in between recovering three fourteen's cart." "But," she said. "No buts, tacked up outside at eight o'clock sharp, recover the cart and then at two fifteen sharp take us around the Island.

"After Lunch?" she queried, "Why not before?" "Sandy and me have a serious sex backlog to desperate milf sucks shawn lawless big cock for money he said, "Any arguments?" "She'll see right through you," Jen exclaimed, "But fine, a day outdoors will do me good, can I get back to helping her with her hair and makeup?" "Yes, get out," he said, "This is gross misconduct, don't ever treat a girl this way again." "At least I don't play the big romantic and let them down flat." she snapped as her final shot.

He rang reception to demand a table for dinner with a sea view looking west only to be told the restaurant faced east, he demanded a take away to be told they didn't do take aways, "Well you damned well do now!" he insisted and gave his authorisation code 7A1, the A1 meaning senior management, at which point the Chef backed down. Then he demanded they page Sandra. She knocked the door once and stepped inside, "Jen hasn't finished," she apologised as she faced him in a grey business suit with white blouse, knee length skirt and sensible low heel shoes, "It feels ever so odd." "Take your pants off." he ordered.

"I'm not wearing any, they're too uncomfortable," she said, "You know, my pussy lips, collagen, you see?" "Good girl, I figured we'd sit on the roof and watch the sunset and eat dinner." he said. "Too cold, too many midges," she said, "Can't we go to bed, its' such a long time since I slept in a bed, six foot by three stables with a straw floor aren't all they're xnxx 2019 porn folder story up to be, sleep wise." "I want to watch the god damned sunset and eat dinner," he swore.

"Then lets eat in the observatory on the end of the jetty," she suggested, "Keep the door closed to keep out the cold and the insects." "I suppose," he said.

"And there's a handrail like at the viewpoint." she explained, "Even though there isn't room to lie down." It didn't work out, the seafood starter was cold and the sun was already almost below the horizon leaving trails of red and gold across the western ocean even before the jelly belly chicks 18 pt1 tube porn arrived, and then the Chicken was cold and the fries soggy and Sandy wasn't used to eating from a plate after months or years eating and drinking from a bucket and the little used muscles in her arms ached as she grappled with a knife and fork, and equally after a diet of bran with meat and diced carrots the food was too rich and she had to pass on the chocolate mousse.

He didn't dare give her alcohol so they made do with non alcoholic wine, and again after barely moving her arms for month if not years she had difficulty holding her glass. "I guess the view isn't so bad," He said as he swung around to look at the distant lighthouses flashing under the star studded sky, "Shall we?" he suggested indicating the hand rail over which she should bend.

"Can't we go to bed?" she asked, "I've been dreaming of sleeping in a bed, you know put the kids to bed, take a shower, posh nightie, read my book and wait for my husband." "Gee, really?" he said, "Oh well, we can maybe find a shower and the bed," he thought, "But what about this wonderful view?" "I've been there done that, hundreds of times, thousands maybe," she admitted, "Time to move on." "I guess you just become used to it," he agreed.


The wind was getting up whipping the spray off the wave tops as they walked back along the jetty from the view point and back to the complex, gusting wind which kept the insects grounded and they strolled arm in arm savouring the moment, and all too soon they were back at the complex, "Bed?" she suggested.

"Shall we check the main arena?" he asked. "I haven't performed for years," she admitted. Thee flights of stairs led down to the Arena, entirely buried below ground level it had been built in the 1950's as a government early warning station before being abandoned when Radar improved and now formed the subterranean heart of the complex.

They took the viewing gallery exit at level minus ass fucked by huge african mandingdick and stood to watch the girls rehearsing. Eighteen girls were performing, as always there was dressage and jumping indoors and occasionally the cross country where Sandy had excelled, but usually it was just dressage and jumping with the girls tethered bent over rails, their puffed up and rouged vaginas displayed to perfection for the customers to use as they pleased between rounds.

Some of the polish had gone Andy decided, the performances were becoming lacklustre, and the place was starting to look somewhat tatty. "Tired," Andy said, "They look bored." "Of course they're bloody bored." she said, "It's ok in high summer but really they've been doing this for the past five months, same routine, same competition, same competitors same results, less cock." "Same plumes by the look of it," he said, "Not good enough." "It's stupid penny pinching," Sandy said, "It makes me so cross!" "I like it when you talk accountancy, you want to bend over the handrail?" he suggested.

"Bed," she said. "I'll take you on stage in a minute," he said, "Fuck you in front of everyone." "Ok, but I'd prefer bed," she said and he stood behind her and kissed the top of her head.

"Lie down," he whispered. "No, I'll get dirty," she said. "I like dirty," he said. "No,bed." teen minx kiara night gets her pussy beaten up said and pulled away. "Ok enough, bed!" he agreed, and she turned and hurried through the door, ran up the stairs and rushed through the sunken corridor towards his room, she paused part way to find him several steps behind red faced and gasping for breath.

"You need to get fit," she said, "Hurry up you were the keen one." "It's ok," he said breathlessly, "Give me a minute." She had to wait as he had the swipe card for the door but she headed for the shower room where excitement and anticipation suppressed the pain in her shoulders and arms and she emerged a few minutes later perfumed and naked. "There' a robe," he said. "I know," she said, "This is for you." "Auditioning for Penzance right?" he asked and she just smiled.

The lovemaking was pleasant and unremarkable and they lay together afterwards in a long embrace before she took a shower and he went asian babe gets her hairy cunt drilled fire up his computer, "How was it for you?" she asked as she returned wearing just a bath robe. "I'll live," he agreed, "You?" "C minus." she laughed, "In a good way, what's that?" "Visitor figures," he said as he sat peering at the screen wearing only his shorts and a very tired T shirt, "Not so good." "Well I'm no expert and don't watch TV but I did hear there's a recession on." she admitted as she looked over his shoulder.

"Yes but overheads don't reduce." he said. "That," she said pointing at the screen, "Is betterment, not maintenance, you're not showing the true picture, you need 90% occupancy in the peak and your're getting that but you're expanding capacity, why?" "I, I don't know, I believe we have barely scraped the surface of the pony play market," he replied defensively.

"They want something new," she said, "Dressage Pah, twice a year maybe, but how about ponygirls dancing and singing?" "Don't be ridiculous." he snapped. "Once a fortnight for Dressage and a musical extravaganza alternate weeks, can you imagine someone singing "Maria" from "West Side Story," while a big black guy fucks them from behind." "Actually," Andy admitted and pointed to his cock which was now tent poling his shorts, "You don't know the tune do you?" he asked.

"Of course," she said smugly. "Well," he suggested, "Try singing it while I take you from behind." "Andy, that's kinky!" she said.

"Kinkier still tacked up," he laughed, "Shall we?" She placed her hands on the dressing table and bent over, "It's a man's song," she said. "So," he said, "I'll sing it," he took a deep breath, lifted her robe, slipped his shorts down and aimed his cock at her now sopping vagina, "Maria, La la la la la la ria, la lala," and burst out laughing. "That's brilliant!" she said, "The punters could sing Karaoke style as they fucked." "I tell you what, that'll go down a storm in Japan!" he admitted, "We're going to be good together, I feel it in my bones!" "So you'll try it?" she asked.

"No way!" he shook his head, "This is a high class operation, it just needs polishing, but gee, seriously, there could be a spin off in Japan." "Oh!" she sighed. "You want to change position, on the bed maybe?" he asked.

"Ok," she agreed and he gently pulled out of her and waited while she tossed her robe aside slipped under the bed covers, before he joined her, kissing her briefly before he slid between her thighs and entered her once again, this time as she lay on her back.

"Polishing," she said wistfully. "Mmmm," he agreed, "Polishing." "Polishing," she said again as he started thrusting sex fairy tales porn sex in the morgue earnest, "Polishing," but her mind was elsewhere as they rushed towards a climax once more. The computer screen lit the room with an eerie blue glow until it went to standby mode as they lay together afterwards.

"I never slept with anyone before," she said quietly, "Not slept." "Hush, it's ok," he whispered and they slipped away to land of dreams.

To be continued. Posted elsewhere as Sandra Ottershaw Ponygirl 314