Wearing only a nighty and panties, Melany’s face flushes as she suddenly realizes how exposed she is. She gives out a little yelp as the creature gr...bs her arms out from under her and puts them on her back, her hands touching her elbows. He curls one of his massive claws around both her forearms, suspending her upper body by her arms.“Remember,” He says, “one wrong move…”As his other claw lifts up her nighty, Melany starts shaking, tears welling up in her eyes as she realizes what is about to. Just out of reach. The scent of your arousal hits me, making my mouth water. I know you are just as turned on as I am. Your soft hand runs down your breasts to your belly, then slowly into your laced panties. My eyes was riveted and followed your hand. You massage your sweet pussy in gentle circles, relieving moans from your lips, making the desire build. Your hips rock above me, grinding in circles against your hand, in a frenzy. Then, you slow down. I watch and drool as you insert one,. She picked up a large, square leather briefcase – almost a small suitcase or valise – and set it on the desk. She spoke to me as she was opening the case. “Are you familiar with essential oils?” “I’ve heard the term, but no, not really.” “I’m going to mix you some massage oil with certain essential oils that women find very sexually powerful, including one that makes me just about ready to jump on anything with a penis.” “Oh. Well, that sounds good.” I was a bit at a loss for words over her. Behind her, resting one arm on the open stable door, Kit’s tall, lean figure stood silhouetted by the sun, smiling serenely at her with those surreal blue-grey eyes. ‘Hi…’ She said, smiling shyly as she stood up straight, her belly fluttering in a way which made her feel uncomfortable, as though Kit could see straight into her mind and know what she was thinking and feeling. ‘Hey…I was worried about you.’ He said, staring deeply into her eyes. ‘Thought that brute of a horse might have hurt.