I know why she’s doing all the shifting and moving; she’s trying to piss me off. She’s succeeding too. The God damn littler stinker. I wish she ...ould shut up. She’s talking about me again.I see her; she’s been watching me as much as I’ve been watching her. Look at her, she’s leaning toward the woman beside her. That would be Delores Manning, that’s Mrs. Manning to me and Alyssa. She’s approaching seventy and was Alyssa’s father’s second wife. Alyssa’s dad went home hours ago. He’s working on. And the smell of the leather, of the outdoors is intoxicating. Your hair flows behind you as we gallop, and you enjoy watching me from behind as I ride, my butt tight and firm and my legs muscles tight around the horse.Eventually, we head back to barn. And as we take the saddle off other equipment off and store it in the barn, I come up from behind you, and kiss your neck, and rub your back, massaging your sore muscles from the ride. After a few minutes of this, you turn and we kiss. She watched Richard pulled down the shade and locked the compartment door, and then turned to look at Amanda. He bent down and without a word, simply stuck his tongue in her open mouth, which shocked her so much she gasped for air. He slipped his hands down her blouse and took her full breasts with both hands and started massaging them. Amanda knew at that point she could either get up and leave, or let herself get carried away by the unbridled and unexpected turn of events. She didn't move. The smell of my saliva, her pussy and the chocolate was circulating the room. I continued to lick aunty and it went on for more than 30 minutes. Aunty started to moan heavily and constantly lifted her hips and moved her hips on the air, looking for a thick cock to fill her pussy from the heavens…After about 35 minutes of licking, she opened her eyes and put down her legs from the handle and sat in the normal position. I asked aunty if I could fuck her. She was extremely happy and said its all.