Mmmmm, his sweat tastes so refreshing in her mouth. Her hand gliding softly to the top of his stiffness. Running her palms gently over the head and ba...k down on the other side. His stiffness begins to pulsate for more attention. His moans increase from the pleasures of her touches, the pleasure of her kisses upon his balls. She spits her way from his balls to the head of his cock. Saturating his hardness… she opens her mouth and inserts the head of his cock into it. Teasing him… his body wants. She didn’t put weight on the bad one but it seemed like she’d probably be okay. She limped away and never looked at me.I got up and pulled up the spike and chain with the trap. I started whipping it against a tree. I whipped it harder every time, until I imagined the tree was Uncle Danny and the shitty little trap started to break up. It took a minute or two to get my breath back, and then I hung the chain on a tree branch with the broken pieces hanging down.Pulling the knife out of my belt. She quaked, the horse's rough coat attacking the flesh of her plump tits like tiny needles. Her knees buckled for a moment and she grabbed Beauty around the neck, her pussy in spasms as she continued to mash her tits into his coarse hair.Mona quivered as Beauty nibbled on the creamy meat of her tits. "If you think riding in a saddle makes you cream, you gotta ride him bareback." She sighed hotly. "With your pussy mashed into his coat."Barbi trembled and grabbed his thick mane. She pulled. He quickly followed as Aron took him to the car.“Wow,” he managed as soon as the vehicle began rolling forward slowly.“Are you okay?” Aron seemed worried a little, but his eyes remained focused on the road ahead, his hands flexing on the wheel.For some reason, Carter’s eyes remained glued to those hands. There was something about Aron’s hands he had always liked. It was like you knew you could depend on the guy just by looking at his hands, and nothing else.“Not really. Those hounds out there,”.