. Don't hold your breath..." I was telling Chris like eight different things to do or not do, and probably I was just confusing him.Horses don't reall... like to trot, I don't think. They don't mind walking, and they love to run, but trotting is more like work for a horse. Or just teasing really. But Chris got it soon enough. He was learning and pretty soon he could even talk and laugh without the horseback hiccups he was suffering from."Ready to run?" I looked at Chris and he was smiling, like. .. something just arrived for you by courier ... it's out in the sitting room." Oh really for me?" She asked curiously, and then I followed her into the room where dad was just then sitting it down on the table. It was large, heavy and well packed."This is for you ... just came," dad said handing over the paper work to Bella. "From somewhere in Italy," he added having obviously looked at the ship from address.Bella actually blushed a little. Obviously she knew what it was. "It's from Papa," she. Bike kheto ke bich se kachche raaste pe chal rhai thi.karib 20 min baad raasta khatm hua aur hum ek chote se bunglow type ghar ke saamne khade the.us ghar me ek hi floor tha(ground and first) aur ghar ke bahar chota sa maidan type tha. mere puchne par vish bataya ke ye uske ek dost ka ghar hai jaha wo log kabhi kabhar hi aate hai.zyada time ye ghar khali rahta hai.uske dad ne kheto ki rakhwali ke liye banaya tha.aur jo aadmi kheto ki rakhwali karta hai wo yaha se aadhe ghante ki duri pe apni. That would be amazing!Back in the real world, I felt myself getting close to my third orgasm inside two hours...“Richard, whenever you say go, I’m ready for it,” her voice wafted from somewhere out in front of me.“OK, Marie—here we go?” I said starting to speed up a bit. “Oh, oh, oh, god Marie—your butt is the smoothest I’ve ever fucked. Here we go—Ooooh—Ooooh—I’m cumming—it’s cumming Marie, oh oh oh oh oh -- I’m done!”I pulled out and rolled on my back begging for a breath and some sleep.“Can.