Was this true, my wife was wanting to be a full time porn star and prostitute. She then told me how she was going to use the money that she had earned...from the Gangbang and would earn from the video sales. She had already brought a second hand campervan and it was with a friend of Gary’s converting it to her specifications. Gary was developing a website for her as well and that would be run on a subscription basis. A week later I came home and Gary was there with my wife, both sat at our. Although her grip on my forearm and her throughly wet vulva said everything about how much she wanted me there.I realised the knickers proved it wasn't Cali; she must have been who that gorgeously round bum belonged to, so I was either touching Emily's pussy... or Hawaii's. Unfortunately, this pussy felt as much like Emily's as the boobs had, I had absolutely no idea who was who. I decided the best way to see if it was Emily, was to see how she reacted to my touch...I proceeded to caress her. It was an hour later that I heard the horses coming towards my camp. I stood and a minute later Missy and Gabby rode into the camp. Missy swung down, "I am sorry about those newsies."I nodded and she turned to Gabby who swung down awkwardly. Gabby looked at me, "grandfather said to come. There were men looking for you."I looked at Missy and she nodded, "they looked military."I looked to the south and Gabby walked closer rubbing her butt, "grandfather said they were special ops."That did not. “Hi Gemma.” “Hello Kylie. This is my niece Joanna.” We shook hands. Hers was soft, with delicately-shaped fingers but a strong grip, “Holly and Buster are all saddled up and ready for you, Gemma,” she said. Buster, a large, spirited chestnut stallion, was Gemma’s own horse; Holly, a smaller, and quieter dapple-grey mare, was the horse Gemma usually booked for me. “You put my other saddle on Holly, did you?” Gemma asked. “Oh yes.” I sensed something knowing in Kylie’s voice and the almost.