"You are TIGHT!" I exclaimed, as I pulled all out but the head. Her pussy seemed to clamp down hard on me as I did so, only to suck me back into her, ...ill I hit bottom again and again. Some of me was still outside her, but I was more worried about hurting her, than trying to get completely in her."Ung... Thank... You..." Shanna grunted in time to my thrusts. I felt her stand upright, as her hand snaked to the back of my head, and pulled my lips to her turned face. In this position, it felt like. As she disappeared round the corner her tight arse bouncing up & down on the horse I was having a fantasy wishing that was me she was bouncing on. Back to reality I continued my walk round the corner where in the distance I could see the horse rider again,she had dismounted & was taking her riding hat off & she sat on a fallen tree trunk & tied her horse to one of the branches of the fallen tree,I edged myself into the hedgerow that ran along the old railway line & I crept slowly forward. It. So, if your game we will do business, I will see you next week if your ok by then, here is your payment and a small bonus, many thanks, Terry The envelope contained her pay, £100 in crisp new notes wrapped in a paper band with another loose, £25, presumably the bonus. Tears ran from her eyes once more and she hugged him to her, It was the equal of twelve weeks of Micky take-home pay, and she had made it in just four long but exciting hours. she felt like a whore, and sadly she was, to her. "Looks good too." Are you flirting with me?" she asked."Uh huh," he said."I wasn't going to wear this, tonight," said Layla, looking down at her T shirt and jeans."Oh?" he said. "Well then go ahead and take it off. I don't mind."As has been stated before, but bears repeating here, Layla was the kind of person who sometimes made decisions on a hunch. Or maybe she just went with the flow of whatever she was feeling. The pragmatic side of her didn't do a lot of soul searching when she felt like.