I hitched my horse to the rail in front of the house and walked inside. Naturally, the place was well covered with dust except for the paths through i... made by somebody walking from room to room. I checked the kitchen and found no food lying about, though I did find some trash in one corner. Further searching of the house did not tell me any more, except that there was no one living here now.I picked up my horse and headed to the barn. There were signs that a horse had been stabled here for a. My mind started to race as he sliped his shorts down, and kicked them off. He had such a perfect body, and his dick was amazing. Clean shaved, 8" long, and a head to die for. he waded in, and took a position beside me, thrusting his own dick into the mud."You gay, or Bi?" he asked me."Bi." Same. always had fantasy's of meeting someone here" he said, slowly moving his hand towards my ass. "I've always wanted to just fuck someone here in the mud, both on top, and bottom". His hand now just about. I could only gaze at her, the beautiful curled hair just above the delicious pussy, the soft, but firm stomach, the white mounds of her breasts, only slightly sagging and her beautiful face and sky blue eyes. ‘Allison, ah… how are you today?’ She moved toward me, close enough so her breasts brushed against my shirt, ‘Oh I’m doing great, especially now,’ she said, her hand moving against my thigh. Her hand moved to my crotch before I could do much of anything. Quickly stepping back a half step I. .. can't have you coming down with a cold or something, can we?" he said. He reached up and slowly peeled her sodden panties from her, enjoying the way the wet fabric clung to her sex. He slid her panties down her long nylon-sheathed legs until they were just above her knees. He left them there liking the look of her pulled-down panties as she leaned on the desk. Moving back up, he pulled her asscheeks apart to peer at the source of all this moisture."No wonder your panties are wet, Miss Moore.