Got to hold on! her terrified mind screamed. Hold on, Robin girl!Yes, she would hold on until this incredibly powerful horse threw her to the ground. ...or a brief instant she berated herself for taking this particular horse from Javier, the Mexican groom, instead of the gentle mare he had suggested. No, she had wanted too much to catch up with Priscilla and tag along, find out what was so important. So silly of her to jump onto the horse in just her flat tennis shoes and the loose skirt she had. He sat back down on his same spot and looked me up and down and said "it took you a bit to get this one on". I lied and said that I got a call from Peter, so I got distracted. He looked me up and down, taking me in. The straps went down across my chest, covering my nipples but allowing my breasts to show on each side. It came down to a skinny thong that barely covered my pussy and rode up my ass. I looked at Ben and asked "is this too much?", and he replied "you certainly look sexy!... but.... ” “I want you to lean over that chair,” he said, pointing to an upholstered chair in his living room. He got a dishtowel from the kitchen, and stood appraising her naked ass. Nice. Long, shapely legs and a nice, soft, wide ass. He could just see the lips. “Open your legs wider.” Now her lips were more prominent. She rested her stomach against the chair, her tits free to dangle. He let one rest against his palm, and the nipple poke between his fingers. He clamped the nipple between his fingers,. Teasingly dragging my tongue across her waistline… My hand surged forward and gripped her cunt. Warm with sexual frustration. She was wearing a thong to… Another thing that tipped me further into my sex crazed mood. I tipped my fingers inside her and pushed against her G spot.My tongue slid down to her clit, I swirled around her cunt in a maelstrom of pleasure. Her hand pushed the back of my head into her cunt as she moaned out in pleasure.I released my grip on her, temptation had my hands rip.