”“Thanks, Eli. I don’t even know what else to say.”“Thanks is enough. Good luck to you, Jones.”At two thirty, the riders had the horses on...the track, letting them stretch and loosen up. Little Eli held Cheyenne back at first, then let him run a few fast sprints up and down the track to get him excited.By the time the announcer called the horses to the line, Cheyenne had worked up a slight lather, yet he was still breathing easy.Without even looking at the other riders or their horses, Little. It was more than obvious how in lust he was for her, and then ... she turned her hand, laid the back of it on top of her sopping pussy and flipped him the bird.Nico looked up at Sandra's face, and noticed that she was smiling."What?" he asked her."Did you really think I would stick anything in my pussy because you asked me to?" she mocked him panting.He smiled back at her and responded, "No! But you already did a lot more than I had expected you would! And I have to say, 'You have a really nice. ‘Darla, your body is acting just like it should. Every time I squeeze your nipples or pull at them, I can see your whole body reacting. That is very good. So far, I think you are a very healthy girl.’ ‘Now I need to massage your stomach to make sure there is no pain. While I do that I am going to have your god mother help me out. She is going to continue massage your breasts and nipples. I want to make sure your body is stimulated the right way, so we can have a complete evaluation of you.’. Everyone in the room rose to their feet as a door opened beside the judge’s position and the judge, a kindly-looking man in his mid 60’s entered and took his seat. He wore the centuries-old traditional garb of a member of Her Majesty’s Court of Justice, including the traditional long white horsehair wig that was supposedly meant to disguise the identity of the judge in historical times but was now merely an affectation of office. As soon as the trial judge sat down in his seat the rest of the.