“I would love the pleasure of riding with my savior,” she replied with a grin.“Here you are. You first, sir,” the squire said, returning with ... gray horse. "May I take your satchel?" Yes, thank you," Dave replied, slipping off his backpack.It had been years since Dave had ridden, but he was tall enough to make it up into the saddle on his first try, avoiding unnecessary embarrassment and ridicule. With help from Dave and Percival, the girl made it up without issue, seated with her chest. No. Perhaps she thought her one time this morning had been generous enough.?Okay, stand up.? On your feet.?? She remained seated, cross-legged, glaring. I understood why, but it wasn’t acceptable.? I went to the freezer, took out the ice cubes, popped a round one out, melted it a little in my hand. I put my other hand between her shoulderblades, pushed her forward and down so far her butt came off the floor, and then quickly forced the ice cube into her ass, hard. She jumped, squealed and. Ted rolled to his side, breathing hard. Joan lay on her back, legs spread wide and her arms at her sides. Her naked tits rose and fell in her effort to suck air into her lungs.A few minutes later she lifted herself up on an elbow, grinning at her son. "Now, that's what I call a real nice way to wake up. I wonder if you could wake me up every morning that way."Ted grinned up at his mother, cupping one of her tits and giving it a squeeze. "I could sure try," he said.Joan looked down at his cock. The intense burning, throbbing, aching feeling I have in my pussy is unbearable; I don't think I have ever been so turned on in my entire life. 'You shouldn't be thinking like this Karen,' I say out, 'John is your friend and it is so naughty of you to have such bad thoughts about him. You should be ashamed of yourself, you're standing here in front of his naked, 'sleeping' body and you've never been more turned on in your entire life.' I finish that sentence with a quiet moan as my other hand.