The forge fire there still burned bright in the gloom."You're rather tall. I have a horse just right for you," he told me, as I followed him through t...e stable to the back. There was a corral there with a number of horses. The man, Cogan, separated a large chestnut stallion from the others and brought him over for me to look at."What do you think?" he asked, as I reached out to touch the horse. I could instantly tell that he was unhappy about being kept in the corral and about the little that. It was a lot more interesting than some sports I could name and on par with most others.“So what things do you do to step back and get away from your life?” she asked, changing the subject.I smiled, amused. “Well, when I need to stop thinking, I generally work out at home or stretch. Sometimes I post a video online when I have a day I just need to decompress from. There’s been a couple of times though that when it got to be too much, I just walk away. You heard about that day that Lana and I. I had newdesire, and I wanted to share it with Garrett. After finishing dinnerand the club, he brought me back to the mansion. I checked to make surethe coast was clear, and I wantonly put my hand on his belt buckle."Baby, I'm thirsty. And I'm all out of spring water, so you'll have todo."He willingly sat on the couch as I freed his thick cock. Soft kisses -followed by enticing licks - and finally, the deep throat. Ashton Combswould never dream that it tasted and felt wonderful, but. “I’ll meet you at baggage claim, sweetie. Love you.” “Love you, too, babe.” Air kisses and I clicked off. I slept a little bit in the Presidents Club lounge, but an insistent buzzing from my phone finally woke me. Marissa had taken a series of rather explicit selfies showing me what she was doing to get ready for me to “cum home,” as she put it; and I was far too aroused to sleep after that. After all of the delays, it ended up being a little after eight when the plane actually touched down..