We should pull over by that stream there, rest the horses so they look perky, and maybe spruce up a little. I could use a wash and shave myself.” �... Horse, that's one of the better suggestions you've made lately. I feel like I've been rode hard and put up wet,” Sandra retorted. I kind'a snickered at the rode hard bit, but I don't think she saw that. I hoped. We pulled off the trail aways to behind some brush. I unhitched the horses and let them drink a little while the ladies got down, shook out. As we ascended the stairs, Paul was one step below her and a little to her right and he reached across and sank his hand up between her thighs so that he entered her dripping pussy with his fingers. Jane never even faltered her step and I watched and absorbed all this at my eye level as they proceeded up the stairs ahead of me. I think we were all a little drunk as we fell into the bed but It was Jane again who took command and, lying between us she grasped a cock in each hand and began. I wasn't." I thought the guys were always the ones that, ah, well, you know," Beth stammered."Are you asking if guys are always the aggressors?" Ruth asked with a smile."Uh, yeah," Beth said blushing."I think when guys are younger they have a reputation to protect," Ruth answered thoughtfully. "Plus they haven't learned how to handle all those hormones running around in their blood. So, yeah, I guess the guys are the aggressors when they are younger. Maybe one of the ways of telling when they. Dwayne was as hard as a rock. Despite that, he finally pulled himself out, then sat with the rest of us as his feet dangled in the water."What's the matter, Lover?" Karen teased him. "Did somebody get you all horny then leave you to suffer?" If there weren't people on the beach, I'd slap you down on this float and screw your ass off," Dwayne threatened."Want us to run interference for you?" Tanya offered."Hey!" my sister almost screamed back. "Whose side are you on, anyway?" A nice hard cock,.