As she got dressed, Ava wrote out a note and handed it to her. ‘Take that to any boutique that sells my merchandise,’ she instructed Racquel. ‘T...ey will all recognize my signature, get that dress and some things to go with it and they’ll bill me.’ Racquel was about to protest when Ava held up her hands. ‘I like to spoil people, so indulge me, will you?’ She smiled as they walked into the spacious foyer. The maid was waiting with a tray of coffee – and a scowl even larger than she had worn. "So you worked at Red Digital as a student assistant?" he asked."Yes!" responded Samantha. "I wrote reports and attended different meetings with my supervisor. I really learned a lot about the inner workings of a company and it was a great experience."Samantha relaxed as Colin asked her various questions about her previous work experiences. Despite his outward appearance, he was very professional and analyzing. Analyzing. That was the word. The way his eyes scanned her body as he listened to. The straps she had seen were, in fact, a harness that kept the now visible woody tight against the saddle, kept the Queen mounted to the saddle on the woody, but allowed enough slack for the Queen to bounce, consequently rutting herself with every step of her horse. MacKenna let out a low whistle. Anderson looked at in interest. Max laughed, dismounting. He walked over, carefully unbuckling the Queen's thighs, then lifting her free. The Queen screamed, her body shuttering and shaking, the. "Mmmm...fuck." she moans as her pace increases and her panting grows louder. Her spare hand wonders from her round breasts down to her aroused clit and she rubs it while continuing to pump in and out with the dildo. Maddy arches her back in pleasure, releasing moan after moan. She changes her pace often, causing new and intense waves of pleasure to flow over her body. She goes deep and slow, fast and hard, and everything in-between. Moans of pleasure fill the air as Maddy grows close to the.