I went to my favorite hiding place (I had carried a large piece of pasteboard down there to give myself a place to lie down under the trees without ge...ting into the grass and stickers. I slipped off my cotton panties and removed my sun dress to give my fingers unobstructed access to my pussy. Beside that, I just liked being naked. I lay back and visualized the stud and mare. My fingers rubbed my labia and soon went in to stroke my clit. The more I saw the horses in my mind’s eye, the more. It's wild. . . you don't have to hide or anything. a****ls don't hide when they fuck. . . . . ” I inhale to slow myself down. “I just felt like doing it. . and I laid my clothes down and stood there. . . and I did it. . and it was awesome! I mean, it never feels like that when I jerk off here. ” I motion around the bedroom.“You mean. . . you just stood there. . . . and. . . . ” he pauses (and I wonder if he'll say the words), “and. . . jerked off? Wow! Did you just. . . you know, shoot. . . .. "She wore a short skirt on a windy day and everyone saw her arse," Anne stated flatly. "I called it as I saw it." And this is worse?" Evan cut in. "What did you do, Mother?"Anne, looking abashed, glanced away for a moment."Mother?" Evan prompted."I fear that before I departed, I mentioned to Lady Briarfield the true purpose of my sojourn to the States," Anne said with a sigh. "I seemed to have forgotten that she is an indefatigable gossip. I fear that she told Lady Jones-Whitely - who I fear. I reach back down for more, and I taste the sweetest nectar in the world. Your body jumps into the air when my thumb finds your clit, so sensitive to my touch.I rub your sex with the palm of my hand, over your clit, and grind down and pull you up. Your shallow breath radiates in my ear; your firm breasts heave up and down, and I admire your nipples hard and long. I slip two fingers back inside you, and as you try to close your legs, I tell you to leave them open. Tonight, I control you.Your.