Help me down" she commands. I hold out my hand, and she slides her leg down the horse, and jumps into my arms. "I'm Sally, what's your name? I should ...now the name of the man that has been watching me" she says. "I'm Chris, it's great to meet you".I cast my eyes down her firm body, taking in her flowing hair, her deep brown eyes, I see her pert breasts behind her tight blouse, her tan jodhpurs hug her legs, tight in her crouch, giving a suggestion of her pussy, and then look down her firm legs,. She took Mary Sue's elbow in her hand and almost hustled her to the car.Her other hand remained close to her weapon until they had reached thevehicle and they were back inside. Then Leslie made quick work ofleaving the ranch house compound and heading down the long entranceroad.For her own part, Mary Sue had been as quiet as Ron had been, almost asif she thought that silence would make her less noticeable. Leslieglanced over at her and asked, "Are you okay?"It was Mary Sue's turn to nod. But she knew she was not allowed.Just as she was getting close a second time, a gong sounded and the woman knew her fantasy was over. For her, it had passed all too quickly. She wiped the cum from her eyes with her hands and cracked them carefully to peer around the room. The crowd of satisfied men resting to their backs or seating around the room only served to confirm. A second gong sounded and she slowly stood to her feet. Soaked with cream from each and every man in the room. She couldn't. Clare was charming, witty, intelligent and great company. I was having a wonderful time. We swam, chatted, drank some more wine and ate the salad Claire had prepared, and after a short break, went for another swim. The water was cool and refreshing, and the pool, like everything else at Claire’s house, was awesome. It was large and deep with a small diving board at one end. On one side there was a section that extended out beyond the main body of the pool, forming an area that was long and.