Appetites that consume our Katie, we were very close and have remained friends ever since.”Deacon relaxed a bit. He liked a good practical joke as m...ch as the next guy, and gave as good as he got in most exchanges. He liked this little lady, in more ways than one, but he should have known that he was out of his league before he even sat down.“Ah well. If you had told me you were a nymphomaniac, I probably would have had a heart attack.”Stephanie cocked her head, curiosity written across her. ”“Can we mix horses and hikers?”“Absolutely. There’s more than enough room along the ridge for parallel trails well out of sight of each other. Horses on one; hikers on the other.”“How about these ‘stations;’ how does that work?”“Again, overnight cabins, or even ‘lodges’ if you prefer, will be tailored to the users. Some will have corrals and wranglers; the hiking cabins won’t. Hiking tours will be self-guided; horse groups will have a wrangler-guide accompanying them.”“How about motor vehicles. The night was warm and with their arms around each other they steadied themselves and walked to her house enjoying the closeness of their bodies pressed together. On the way she whispered into his ear that she had a special surprise for him and he immediately asked what it was."Oh you will see" she said smiling while her hand squeezed his ass.Once inside she threw her arms around his neck and they locked into an electric kiss. She led him to the bedroom and they reclined. While kissing. I couldn’t believe the situation. I was sitting with my best friend, looking at his topless wife handle her tits while her butt was hanging out of her underwear. It was one of the sexiest moments of my life. Drew told me that Rita gave a blow job that would make most men scream and would I like to try it. He said that it would bother him if I fucked Rita, but if she wanted to give me a blow job, that was fine with him. (That Drew, what guy!) Rita’s face light up like a kid at Christmas and.