But, I can fuck you.” Just what she meant didn’t register as she continued stroking my surging hardon with one hand and the other reached into her...bag. She brought out a slender flesh colored dildo! It was hollow and had snaps at the base (a strap on I learned soon enough). “Do you like this?” her fingers were circling my ass pucker and felt great. I couldn’t deny it “Yeah that’s nice.” “What about this?” her finger was easing into me as she stroked my cock with the other “UMMHMMM” I didn’t. The two stood, transfixed, as if bonding for forever.Meanwhile Maeve was doing her thing ... feeling the legs of the horses, and trying to find an animal that fitted her. Finally, as she moved through the herd she saw a spotted horse. It was the kind that the Nez-Percé Indians bred. This particular horse had a dark coat from the head to the end of the ribcage. Then it had a white rump with large brown spots.This was a compact, strong looking horse, and Maeve fell in love with her. The horse. Saved a lot of guys and a nurse. But his face ... And he is in a wheelchair for life. He needs a woman.“Missus Gardner, I’m in a position to do real good by him and by you. You don’t have to agree to anything right now. It’s almost Christmas. I’m going to fete a Christmas dinner and party for wounded war vets. I’d like you to come and meet the man. He won’t know that I’m, we’re, setting him up to meet you. But, if you decide to maybe date him, be with him well, you know; I’ll guarantee your. Her cum was dripping onto my cockpit cushions. Washable. Her arms were spread out, her legs as wide open as the space permitted. She had a huge smile on her face. She pulled my face up to her face and held me. We kissed passionately and our tongues did a little dance. Then she reached down and held my cock. "The poor thing, it's got to be hurting," she laughed, "I think it's time for some relief." She rolled me onto my back and spread my legs. She grabbed my cock, pushed it toward my body and.