‘No… I don’t think writing is a good idea. Someone will find out. But Sameer, here is something I want you to keep for me.’ She said, thrustin... an envelope in my hands. ‘You may see it if you like.’ She said when I looked at her questioningly. I opened the envelope, took out a piece of stiff white drawing paper and peered at it in the dim light of the lamp at the gate. I was stunned. With a few deft pencil strokes, she had captured on paper the soul of my vibrant, throbbing, erect phallus (if. I could feel all her fingertips following the contours of my body; down again, up again a bit further across, so her fingers curled over my shoulder. She added more oil, extending the area across and out to the top of my arm, each movement very slow. I could feel her hands, her fingers, palms, thumbs, all sensing my body as they moved over it.“See?” Sara said to Natasha, “want a go?” She passed the oil and Natasha squirted some on her hands and laid them rather gingerly on my chest.She started. As the horses walked we chatted about last night and what we liked about one another's bodies, and that we both had fun. Looking at the trees and fields, watching birds fly by as they chirped, about 40mins into our trip I started feeling stimulation on my pussy from the motion of the way the horse waz moving, I had to ask jen if this was normal, she laughed at me telling me she has had a few orgasms while riding on a horse. Rather interesting and I started becoming horny as the stimulation. She had not sent for him, it was he who broke the rules.As he stepped back, away from her, she saw his eyes on her stomach.She stood transfixed as she heard him say, “I don’t hold it against you for hating me. Before I leave, at least let me know who my step-father is.”Hilary choked back a strangled cry and ran into the house. David stood still and contemplated what he should do. Her rejection hurts him deeply. He heaved a deep sigh and decided to follow her inside. He saw her sobbing on.