There were also saddles, blankets, bridles, pads, lead ropes, bits, spurs and more that were up on the wall as well. There were ranch hands inside tha... already had different piles of tack on the ground and they helped the group grab the piles of tack and take it outside. Once outside back in the sunlight, Levi led everyone to the corral, and everyone was able to pick their own horse. Rosa picked an all-black horse. Christine picked a white one, while Blake picked a tan one. Aubrey picked a. Even since he'd awakened, she had never been with him alone, or talked with him at any length. She liked him, based on the little bit of information she actually had about him. He was interesting and exotic and all that. She loved listening to his voice as he read from Rip's journal.But she knew who he was, and she couldn't get past that.In a sense, for Gidget, it was like suddenly going out with a famous movie star and nobody knew about it except the two of you. A lot of people dream about. She wanted to beg, willing to do anything if Naia would just topple her over the edge, allowing her to feel that sudden rush of life throughout her body as all of her nerves caught on fire, to be alive for even just a few seconds.Watery hands teased at her thighs and breasts, stroking her exposed flesh, and a mouth now hungrily licked at her clit. The edges of her erect nipples were now being teased by rapidly shifting currents, causing her whole body to shake. She tensed her jaw, careful to. “None of your fucking business bitch,” Lee laughed, grabbing her breast and twisting it, “you just do as you’re fucking told, these pictures are just to show how much you are enjoying yourself, just in case you decide to make a complaint.”“Why would we complain?” Jane asked.“Because we haven’t finished with you yet, cunt,” Barry replied, “we need the photos to show some friends of ours what hot bitches you are, might even show your husbands if you don’t behave,” he laughed.“You don’t have to do.