As Bob carried her back out of the paddock to a picnic bench to lay her on, Anita felt a wave of security wash over her. The two women were still bubbling with excitement in the car as they drove to the pub. Anita and Sue looked shocked, then burst out laughing. “Sue! Lovely pony… “You’re the Nichols family, aren’t you? Anita, enjoying the attention, blurted out the few pubs and nightspots she had seen and visited that week. Stepping out of her panties and popping her bra off, Anita encouraged her to lie face down on the bed. Sue arrived and gave Anita a supportive hug, wiping her tears. As Bob carried her back out of the paddock to a picnic bench to lay her on, Anita felt a wave of security wash over her. Mmm… Sue’s finger was now frigging hard on her pussy, and waves of tingling building climax flowed through her. Sue helped her familiarise herself with the pony and equipment. She pulled her trapped arm from beneath her with her juice soaked hand, moaning in pleasure.
