Now dry they fall onto the double bed. “I saw you looking at that pony” said Myra “that had you imagining didn’t it?” Leesa chuckled. “Yes. When your husband struggles with a 5” cock that was so unreal. I dream of meeting a man that big”. It was Myra’s turn to chuckle. “A guy with a 12” penis? Dream on honey. It isn’t going to happen. But a pony? Well that is a whole other story”. Leesa stared at Myra. What did she mean? Was she suggesting? No, surely not. That couldn’t be true. Then she remembered Seeing Beth stroking the pony’s cock. My God could it be true?
Leesa’s concentration was broken as she felt Myra again rubbing her clit. “Would you do that to me honey” Myra asked. Turning around they were now in a 69 position. Leesa began to rub Myra’s pussy. She moaned. “Yes like that darling. Just like that” Myra moaned and before long both had had earth shattering orgasms. As Leesa came down from her high she heard a voice. “So what are you two up to then? Room for one more?” It was Beth. “Certainly my dear” said Myra “why don’t you lick Leesa’s pussy. I know she wants it”. Beth got undressed and buried her head into Leesa’s crutch. “Oh God that feels so good” Leesa wailed as she spread her legs wider. Myra straddled Leesa’s head. “One good turn deserves another and Leesa began to lick Myra’s soaked pussy. “Yes sweetheart, you are fast learner” squealed Myra “we will have so much fun”. The room echoed with the sounds of delight. Leesa got Myra off and then did the same for Beth. Was it the wine? Was it her frustrations? Was it something else? Perhaps the thought of that huge pony cock? Whatever it was her life would never be the same after this day.