As they continued to move further away, I couldn’t get enough of that firm little bubble butt and her great thighs. I knew I was staring, trying to ...ake in as much as I could, and when she happened to reach back to adjust those ashen white running shorts, casually trying to get them out of her crack. It was to no avail and smiling to myself, seeing her ass cheeks still hanging out, I decided to go try to talk with her. She really was a turn on and as they moved further away into the crowd over. Days passed quickly from then on. Since she had stopped resisting Naomiwas encouraged to wander the building freely, wearing a glamourous pinkdressing gown with a feathery trim and coordinating platform sandals. Atfirst she struggled walking in these, but the exercise felt good, and shepracticed until it became second nature. After having her ears piercedshe had taken to wearing long dangling earrings too, the kind thatglittered and swayed as she walked. She could feel them stroke her cheeksin. I knew that Maria hated the woods and constantly complained about spiders and snakes and anything else she could use as an excuse to get out of going. Marsha was all caught up in her mothering duties and the other girls around the neighborhood were too busy trying to nail down husbands to take time out for a little fun time in the woods. I was almost ready to pack it in and give up when my twin nieces Serena and Abby volunteered to go providing I would guarantee we would all be in the same tent. Her horse turned to him and snorted once everything was put away and Brooke prepared to climb into the saddle. “Not today, Altivo. Sorry.” Brooke gave him a curious look. “Hmm?” “I know that look. He’s in the mood to run.” She brought a finger to her lips for a moment and then smiled as she asked, “Could we?” The excitement in her eyes convinced him. “I’ll take us the short way back, and then we can give them a little free rein in the pasture.” “Let’s go,” she declared, anticipation obvious in.