She's probably going to L.A., I thought as I forlornly boarded my plane. I couldn't get the picture of her flushed face and pushpin nipples, erect wit... excitement, out of my head. Luckily, my tray hid the bulge in my pants when the stewardess served me my drink. As soon as she was gone, I headed for the bathroom to quickly whack off, covering my crotch with an issue of 'Elle' which would serve me once I was in the restroom as well. The slot on the first door read 'Unoccupied'. I pushed it open. ‘Goodbye for now Mr. Roberts, please call me when you have come to your senses’It was at that moment Annie Roberts finally made an appearance, walking into the Barn, her arms full of horsy things, a saddle riding hat and what I assumed to be a harness, all matched the riding out fit she wore, cream coloured riding slacks, brown leather riding boots and matching Jacket‘Not going already I hope Susan’ she began when seeing me walking toward her.‘I was rather hoping we may take a ride together, I. “Answer me!”The sharp sting seemed to clear my mind. “Yes,” I whispered.“And you felt you just had to try it out?”His hands were playing havoc with my senses. My mind was fogging up again. The words just seemed to tumble from my mouth. “Yes. I felt the need to see what it was like.”I felt disappointment as his hands left my ass. But it only lasted a moment as I felt him lean into me and then lay down over me. His weight on top of me was like a drug enhancing the pleasure of being trapped. I. He was doing exactly what she wanted! ‘Let’s get this out of the way,’ Stacey said. He took his hands from her breasts and lifted her blouse over her head. Marlene raised her arms to help him. She saw Stacey’s smile. ‘I love the way your breasts move when you lift your arms,’ the young man said. As if to prove how much he liked it, his lips joined his hands on her breasts. ‘Oh!!! Ohhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhhh!!!!’ Marlene pulled his head against her. ‘Lick them, Stacey!! Suck them!!! Touch meeeee!!!!’.