I was just asking Tom if he cared to ride this morning, and he has agreed. We shall make a morning of it," Courtney said and then the servants started...arriving with a breakfast that had apparently been pre-planned."If you're going riding with us, I shall have to see if I have something you can wear. One must be properly attired you know," John said, then took a bite of scone."I think I might have something in my suitcase that will do the trick," I said, and he raised his eyebrows at me.I went. She looked the actress Annette Andre from the TV program Randal and Hopkirk with her blonde hair but taller and curvier and a bigger chest. But she was a stunner and she caught me checking her out..She came and sat down at a huge mahogany desk with a green leather top studded with brass tacks matched with the chair, I thought of her being bent over that desk by her horny dead husband with her skirt pulled up and her French knickers to one side and felt myself getting hard under my levis. I. Your nasty mother fuck slut. I want you to come in my mouth baby. Shoot that white cum deep in my mouth! OK?"Just do it slut" She smiled and resumed her sucking. He hands and mouth were doing their magic and I wouldn't last very long. Especially watching her. She was putting so much lust and love into it. Her tongue danced all around the head while she moved her head up and down. The wet sucking noises were adding to the erotic effect. Her hand was sliding in unison with her mouth twisting. ”“Ninety, I see you are a good leader with the wellbeing of your people foremost on your mind, but as a leader you are needed and you can do that best by being well. I am sure we can manage supply wise.”I walked with him over to Cateria, who just came out of a treatment tent. I said to her, “Sorry for putting all this on you, but I have one more.”She actually smiled and said. “Captain, I know I am not always the most emotional person and I am well aware of my reputation, but I became a Medic.