I rode for about an hour and them came across some tracks of a horse moving in a gentle lope. The tracks were not fresh, but not old enough to be hard...to see. Maybe this was Ormsby.I followed the tracks for nearly two miles until the tracks disappeared in a big hole in the ground. Aha, a sinkhole cave-in! It looked to me like somebody had been riding along here and there was suddenly a cave-in right under his horse's feet. I immediately turned my horse around and walked it slowly back the way. I bet I could come just from this if this goddamn cock ring that’s at least 2 sizes too small wasn’t holding me back. Suddenly the pressure is lifted and they leave.I’m alone for a while. My heart rate reduces, I can control my breathing. I am still horny as hell, and the cock ring, Viagra and constant prostate massage are making sure my ever present erection are still very high on the attention scale. I listen to two men and a woman argue about the show ?Lost? which I have never seen, but. I don't know if it was because she was just coming down from an incredible orgasm or what, but her voice sounded seductively sweet to me."I'll go, come back for the book later," I mumbled, but as I turned to leave I felt Donna grab my arm and turn me towards her. She glanced longing up at Mike, who paused for a moment, then smiled and nodded his head.Donna moved onto her knees as she opened my shorts, deftly pulling my cock out of my pants. I looked down in amazement as her lips, in seeming. .Our lips met and we both let out a soft, but passionate moan. Her tongue parted my lips and mine responded aggressively, quickly probing into her wonderfully warm and wet mouth. I tasted my seed. She still hadn't swallowed. She'd planned this snowball all along. I continued to probe deeply into her mouth. I licked around, pulling as much of my cum back into my mouth as I possibly could. I loved it! I loved that she was sharing her prize with me. I loved the flavor, the texture, the heat and.