Jack replied. "We should dock in about 30 minutes. I'll go up and watch the sale and talk to the man. You stay here, or do you want to come along?" "I'll come along. I would like to see the sale for once." Jack said. "Ok. We will both go then." Sammy and Gina were already at the oral dock waiting for the yacht. Sammy had Gina on a long leash and she had her high-heeled boots on. She also wore a bra and panties. Gina was Hardcore still in her red outfit from last night minus the bra. The two slaves had agreed or rather Sammy had told Gina that they should act in a way that would terrify the new animals the most. Alex would greet them at the complex as usual, but it didn't hurt giving them a taste on the dock too. Sammy would inspect them so she could tell Master which one or ones she thought would make good ponies. "What will you be looking for?" Gina asked. anal "Pretty strong legs. Not to big udders and general good build. If they are petite they won't have enough strength to pull the cart. It's better if they are fairly tall to." "You would make an excellent pony." Sammy added. "I don't think so." Gina replied. I started shaking all over as if I had been plugged into a light socket while Jake slowly continued sucking the last streams of Tina-gasm from my cum-hole. I came to love them, individually and together. I liked the feel of his soft fur on my flesh and my dress was clean. I love you, Rico! With jerky movements, she gripped the headboard with her cuffed hands and lifted her ass to give Master a better angle to penetrate her. But at least everything was now out in open. oral "We could use one right now." I gasped and shuddered as the bliss surged through me. That wondrous heat spilled through my body. I had sampled the forbidden fruit and there was no way back. She was like Batman, minus the suit and the penis. I surprised him a little by pushing him anal closer to the bed. “No, I mean lower your head into the water.” Max was surprised, yet enjoying this. After my shower, I put on my traditional shorts and a white tee shirt. Walter groaned, and then the headboard started thumping against the wall faster. After an hour I had the basics ruffed out on canvas but more importantly I had a Hardcore better idea of what the finished painting would look like. It may be here because of him, but he didn’t know what was about to exit the opening pod. "This sounds way too kinky guys," she said protesting slightly. At least the dress dropped back down into place after the wind had blown it up, the skirt was so light that it would probably have stayed up. CRACK! This is powerful. "We'll see what we can work out," the herdstress said. "Are you alright there Nena?" inquired Jessica. The street was completely deserted and it was a relief when she saw an open pub.