I asked her, “So, how was shopping?” She replied it was great and as usual she managed to get some good deals. She unknowingly smiled and I quick...y replied, “looks like someone is happy. So do I get a thank you?” She immediately got up and gave me a tight hug and thanked me for helping her. I was still wet from the bath and could hardly control my hard on. I patted her on her back and casually let my hands drop gently brushing her hips.I then proceeded to wear my underwear; once my hardening. Many think I’m the luckiest son of a bitch in the world when all I really am is prepared.In everything I do, I make sure I’m as ready as possible to make it a pleasant ending for me. I’m more of a wolf in a bulldog’s skin, because I sniff around things from every angle I can think of to ascertain any weaknesses in the business or person. Never underestimate the value of research. Personally or professionally, I exhaust every avenue available to me before I decide on a plan of action. It’s one. I urged Max into a faster trot, and I began to bounce up and down on the saddle. I was not very big and straddling Max's back left my crotch incredibly wide open. My soft crotch and rounded ass cheeks made smacking noises as they slapped the tough leather with each down stride Max made.I leaned forward as we trotted across the meadow, my hard little clit rubbing against the saddle, my ass cheeks wide and open so I could feel air blowing into my slightly spread asshole each time Max threw me. In hushed and frantic tones. Who is he speaking with? What are they planning? I fear treachery.”I came closer to her and put my hand on her shoulder, looking her in the eye. “Astrid, I know he’s not all there mentally, but I think you’re being a bit ... paranoid.”She took my comforting hand in her own, and squeezed, seeking reassurance from the touch. “Maybe so, but healthy paranoia has saved this Sanctuary before, and my gut tells me that demented little fool is up to something.”“What do you.