Mabel began to worry, as Alison’s horse became nervous at the unaccustomed noise from it’s rider. Mabel walked over to it, and tied its reins to a...post. She reached up and helped Alison dismount. No sooner had her feet hit the floor, than she collapsed into laughter again. She was whooping deep breaths of air into her lungs, and tears were streaming down her face. ‘Leave us for a minute John,’ ordered Mabel, and he was only too pleased to be able to shuffle away into the stable. Seeing him. He stood up and dropped his boxers. That was why. Then I saw his cock. It must have been, what, seven and a half inches? I didn't know they could be so big. In the second it took me to think this, my underwear was gone too.He started to lick the precum from my boxer shorts, determined to get as much of my taste as he could. He threw them to the side, and grabbed my cock.He started to wank me off, and I returned the favour. Every pump I gave him he groaned and panted, begging me to go harder and. She smiled and started carressing her left tittie. We locked lips and our tongues danced with one another. ‘Hmmmmmmmmm’, she said, ‘still tasty.’ ‘You’re not so bad yourself’, I said and she laughed softly. Once more we locked lips with more tongue on the side. ‘Well, that was interesting.’ ‘Not so cozy, but it was worth it. What about you, tiger?’ ‘At least no one walked in on us which is fine by me. I was worried for the moment. But like you said it was all worth it.’ I bent down and started. Her legs felt warm and damp with her excitement. She had already forgotten about her face being on show and hadn’t noticed Katie was no longer directing her to move her head so much. Katie sat down beside Erica and showed her the results. Erica sat open mouthed at the images in front of her, a wanton temptress stared back at her. The pictures where hugely erotic, her nipples were hidden inside the dress but stood out, bold and prominent. Her legs glowed, the contrast between her thighs and.