"...Hel....Hello..." you stammer, blown away by the beauty of yourartwork. She stares at you, wide eyed with fear."Who... who are you? What... where....." she stutters, looking you up anddown. "What's going on?!" I, uh..." You blush, holding up the pencil. "I'm your artist - I gaveyou... er... brought you to life."She looks at the pencil, back at you, then back to the pencil. A look ofrealization and understanding flashes in her eyes, which quickly furrowand glare at you."Yes," she says in a low. ‘You like riding?’ She asked, before adding to my embarrassment of being caught looking, by adding, ‘horses, that is.’‘Never been near one,’ I answered honestly.‘Ah, so it was something else that held your attention?’I just nodded.‘Like what you see?’ Ginny asked with a mean grin, knowing how embarrassed I was feeling.Can’t beat ‘em, so... ‘What’s not to like? Where I come from, it’s only swimming costumes that show so much ... detail.’‘Well around here, jodhpurs are everyday wear,’ she said. Next came the cock cage which has vents in it and a small hole on the end so I am able to use the bathroom, and the cage is small enough that I can get an full erection while wearing the device. Sara quickly slipped the cage over my manhood before it had a chance to grow to full erection. She connected it to the cock ring trapping my balls between the ring and cage and Sara slipped the padlock through the holes and she locked it into place. My cock was trapped in the cage, a ring secured it. I placed my hands over his to show him how I liked to have them squeezed. He found my distended nipples and gently worried them with his fingers. His tender manipulations caused my breath to quicken and a steamy warmth began to form in my crotch. ‘Would you like to suck on them?’ I asked breathily. ‘I’d love to.’ I reached down and pulled my sweatshirt off over my head. Sitting the way I was, astride his lap, my tits were at the perfect level for him to lean slightly forward and take a nipple.