One damned long day of sexual pleasure is for you something enough to make a hardy male stallion very tired. As you plod slowly back to your holding pen a pony cock sways about long, thick, and weary.
Eight show today and two encores has your pony cock worn to a frazzle. The thought of curling up in a tight ball and going to slumber is you one thought.
Marsha comes to the pen gate and leans over it as she begins. "Dang, Danny Boy you about ripped my pussy in half today! Take it a little bite more easy I'm not some huge and horny mare ya know! Look at my pussy it's stretched out like some horsey mare whore, what do think it's going to be like after five years of our playing? Think if you can of me and how I helped you into this business! Remember its just entertainment and not your personal stud farm, now get some sleep and I'll come for our run at seven." announces Marsha.
You think of how your dic aches and give little care to what Marsha grumps about, besides you didn't really want to be in show business.