To bad I couldn't stay and explore those feelings. I had miles to go before I next slept.The ride from Alabama to Gulfport Mississippi was beautiful. ...he weather was warm with a small souther breeze created by the bike moving my ass through the afternoon heat. Whenever I stopped, I was quickly soaked with sweat, but I didn't mind at all. It was a magical ride for me. Even the occasional bug that slapped me in the face was forgivable.I arrived at the commercial campground outside Gulfport after. He wanted to get a feel for the horse and allow the horse to get a feel for the new owner.While the horse and Ed got better acquainted, he noticed Dan at the fence waving at him. Wondering what the man wanted, he rode over to his neighbor and pulled back on the reigns. The horse was well trained, requiring the smallest of nudges to convey the desired command. Ed said, “Hello, neighbor. Nice day, today.”“Sure is,” replied Dan eyingeyeing the horse. He didn’t ride horses, but he did ride a. She ran her hand through my chest hair, commenting that it feels so very good against her own hard nipples. Finally, with a smile like a shark, she asked if I was ready. I told her I was beyond that. She pulled away and moved to the floor. Her thong being discarded somehow and in some way as she moved down. I fumbled the buttons on my own pants while watching her lay on her back. I was in almost disbelief as to how she laid there waiting for me.Within a few seconds, I was down there, on. All three sang the chorus again and then Gwen took over the following stanza. The three finished the song singing the chorus together. The crowd ate it up.Jordan remained at the piano and began playing. The crowd quickly went quiet as Steve delivered "Can't Help Falling in Love". Oohs and aahs were heard quite often as the younger females in the audience responded strongly to the song and Steve's delivery. Once again there was spirited applause as Steve finished. By the time the curtain dropped.