Pretty Pony
A Sexual Fantasy
I am a big woman at 6’4” and just about every man I've been with was smaller than me. But the best one knew how to play that to his advantage. That is how I became a pretty pony, you see.
For me the crop is the best of all toys. Everything from a tickle to a slap can be had with that simple toy. But nothing completes the transformation like a mask... Suddenly you're someone new and, in my case, something new altogether. He would put on his equestrian helmet and be my rider. For us there was no clear line between sex and play, the two would take place at the same time. Afterwards he would brush my long hair and put me up in the stable for the night.
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