She slowly got up and hopped lightly off her bed, her feet lightly skipped to the drawer, and she took out a small camera, then moved over to the othe... side of her small bedroom to grab a high enough desk. One she specifically got just for moods like this.Kimi put down the camera onto the table, letting it balance in place and she turned it on, the camera humming to life, quickly pressing the record button before she hopped back onto the bed, scrambling to put herself into position with her. I leaned over and turned the taps off, letting my nipples brush the water. They hardened, aching to get in and feel the water surround them. I was ready. I inched my thong down between my damp thighs and pushed it away. Naked. I let my hair down and shook it out, thick and wavy like a mane. I spread my legs as I stepped into the water, it was hot and so was I. I sat down and moaned deeply as the water hit my sensitive pussy. As I lay down and let the water run over every inch of me my skin. Was it fair to put a horse through the stress of being shipped half way around the world?Laura did explain her ease in stripping naked to run with me, her parents are nudists as well as ranchers, she too, and she missed it. Also she ran track at University.She had a lot to say about finding a suitable horse, whilst I had to explain that I wasn’t looking for a stallion, I wanted a mare in foal, or ready to be put to stud, my time in the Camargue wasn’t wasted, neither did I forget anything I. It was magical to watch. Her eyes softened, her laughter faded away to a small, almost shy smile.“I love you, Dad,” she said softly.Man-oh-man, was I lost. She very rarely told me how she felt about me, usually a quick, “Luv ya,” as she’d head out the door. This time it was so different. This time it was sweet and heartfelt, so much so, it brought a prickling sensation to my eyes.I reached across the table, brushed her hair lightly, cupped her cheek, and rubbed her pale freckles with my.