She wanted to go to him, but each time she started to move she remembered him slamming into Connor, splitting skin and breaking bones, and she shivere... and stopped."Marcus," she called to him, her voice coming out as a strangled whisper. "Marcus."He carried on tapping, and she started to reach for him, hesitating and drawing back."Are you guys OK in here?" Elspeth asked, poking her head in the door. Briana's voice could be heard from somewhere, though not clearly."He's ... I'm..."Hope tried to. He would observe the mound temporarily shrouded, parting her legs to follow the full extent of her bulge before slipping a hand down her belly and under the waist band for an 'enquiring' feel to check out the lay of the land. carefully holding the entirety of her fruit in his hand capturing its fluttering heat as if he held a small bird gently in the palm of his hand. If she was hairy he would part the curls with his fingers to check if her slit was moist. If not he would expertly find her. It was quick and nobody else seemed to notice. My breast felt a slight tingle and my nipples hardened from the touch. I could see in the window reflection how erect my nipples had become. I was feeling aroused and blushing red. I had to lower my sunglasses to hide my face and lust expression. The young black man seemed to be determined to do more than rub his cock on my ass. He slightly moved one hand underneath my skirt. He was doing it slow and he was very discreet. Looking into the window. You both picked out some fine horses. I'll saddle them up for the two of you. Do you have anything that you'll be bringing on your ride?”“We brought a picnic lunch and a blanket.”“Give it to me and I'll put it in the saddlebag.”John walked back to the car and took the stuff out of the picnic basket, that I had packed. He then put it into a bag with the blanket and the fruit and water that he also brought. He then handed it to Tex, who took it and put it into the saddlebag.“I think you're ready.