It didn't really matter all that much though. All she needed was her body and Jocko's cock. That was all. Anything else was unnecessary, no matter how nice it might have looked.
She looked outside and saw that it was starting to get dark. She saw Phil come in the stable right then. She smiled at him and then walked quickly past him and outside into the night air. All the people from the track were formed in a circle down a ways from her. Laughingly almost, she surveyed the crowd and then started through it as the circle moved apart so that she could get to the extreme middle where the small platform was. She didn't even look at any of the people. She just lay down on her back on the platform and let her legs dangle over the sides.
She had her legs spread wide apart and her cunt was wide open because of that.
"Just look at that pussy," she heard someone say. "She can fuck anything."
"Anything but a horse," someone else said.
"Want to place a side bet on that?" the first voice said again.
"Don't mind if I do," the second voice replied.
Then she didn't hear anything although everyone around her was talking to one another. Her thoughts about Jocko's cock blotted out anything else than might interfere with the memories she had already. She would have more memories after tonight. More things to remember whenever she thought about that huge cock.
"And I'll think about it often," she whispered under her breath.
Even though she didn't really have to since no one would have been able to hear her above the noise they themselves were making with their chatter, she preferred to keep this opinion to herself.
Then she heard Beatrice's soft voice next to her ear. Beatrice was right next to her and leaning over her. "I know you're going to come out of this okay, and that's not what I'm concerned about though. I want you to fuck him for the both of us, okay? Will you do that? It was my dream, and I deserve something out of it."
Vicky shut her eyes and was quiet for what seemed like the longest time to Beatrice who was patiently waiting for her answer. An answer she really felt would be another one of Vicky's rejections. I better get used to her rejections, Beatrice said to herself bitterly, I'll be getting a lot more in the future. A lot more.
Finally Vicky spoke up. "Of course I'll fuck him for the both of us, I was going to anyway. You see, you were wrong this time. I didn't reject you like you expected me to. And I didn't do that because I knew you expected it."
She gave that funny laugh of hers.
"Tell Phil to bring Jocko now," she said out loud so everyone could hear. She had shouted it at the top of her lungs and everyone had heard her above all their own noise. They stopped talking and looked at her.
They were spellbound by her naked body. They all wanted it for their own. To fuck and to do whatever else they wanted to it.
"She was here before," she heard someone say. "I got a hard-on the minute I saw her. I wanted to fuck her in the worst way, and I still do for that matter. I'm sure I'll spend the rest of my life wanting to fuck her."
"So will the rest of us," another voice said.
They made way for Phil and the horse and Phil brought the horse right up to the edge of the platform. Vicky could feel Jocko licking the bottoms of her feet. Everything he does feels good to me, Vicky said to herself, feeling Jocko's tongue flick up and down the bottoms of both her feet.
The platform was right between Jocko's legs now, and he was moving up alongside of her body. His underside brushed against her thighs, her hairy mound, her stomach, and her tits. When they brushed against her tits Vicky could feel both her nipples get rigid and stay rigid.
She could feel his cock hanging down from his body and pressing into her stomach. She grabbed hold of it in both hands without having to look at it or for it. With something this big, you just had to feel for it. You just had to sense it. And you could each and every time like she just had.
Vicky pressed Jocko's cock into her stomach harder, and she raised herself off the platform somewhat and pressed her stomach against his cock as hard as she could. She pressed the head right into her belly button, and that felt so good, and she began to move it around against her belly button in a circular motion.
She could feel the strings on Jocko's cock and she smiled to herself.
Beatrice certainly had remembered everything, hadn't she? Every single thing. Not a thing was missing except for that white outfit, and of course it wasn't Beatrice's fault that she couldn't get that item.
Vicky was now stroking the head of Jocko's cock, and she was stroking it as gently as she knew how. This will really get him, she thought.
I'm sure he loves this as much as I love doing it. He really does. And thinking that, she kept it up for a few more minutes before she moved her hands farther down on his cock.