She then led me to her animal which she climbed and she tied the end ofthe rope to the saddle. So I was going to be dragged behind that weirdanimal na...ed and tied up... I just hoped she was not going to gallop.She was however, not ready yet. Getting some stuff out of her bag onthe saddle, she came towards me and put some kind of metal strips onboth my ankles. Apparently they were not shackles but rather some kindof anklets which jingled when I walked. In fact, my feet looked ratherpretty and. (sorry forgot to mention im kinda a goth kid inside the big fat hillbilly redneck) infact the o ly thing that keeps me from being goth is me being fat and being a country boy. i hate the city and everything to do with it. anyways ba k to the story… ya so courtney is this hot piece of chubb ass that is to die for, but she is so conservative about showing ANYTHING, npw i understand that its winter and uts like 30 degrees ou right now, but seriously during the summer its like 75 and she still. The sweet scent of Emily's pussy filling Dudley's lungs, and Emily resting her head on his thigh, his soft cock still in her hand. Eventually she pulled herself off of him and they both climbed into bed. 'Goodnight sweetheart.' Dudley whispered as he pulled her in close to him.*****Everyone woke the next day with terrible hangovers. The group gathered round the kitchen nursing their headaches with glasses of water and any scrapes of food they risked eating. 'Bloody hell last night was mental.'. He was tall…I’d say around 6’1, 6’2…tall for me in any case as I (much to my detriment) only reached what I considered a measly 5’3. He had his hands stuffed in the pockets of his grey winter jacket – I blinked. Wait, was that the blue eyed guy? I squinted and barely acknowledged the ‘eight’s’ that rang out as the great crowd continued with its countdown. He walked like a jungle cat, grace and lethality emanating from the long lean body as if it were an expensive type of cologne. As my eyes,.