It took us a while, but we’ve got trails all through the ranch. You can do anything with a quad that can be done with a horse.”It was difficult, b...t I stopped myself from laughing. “If you say so, son. Me, myself, I prefer horses. Have you ever rigged a buckboard? Or a surrey? You might want to learn. Sometimes young women can get downright giddy about a midnight surrey ride. Or a horse-drawn picnic down by the swimming hole. Not to mention a buckboard hayride some autumn evening.”Stepping back. "Not entirely a day of rest," he observed. "Anita at eleven forty-five." But we could go somewhere after that. It's a lovely day." How about Birches Valley Forest Centre?" Where's that?" Near Rugely." Is it flat?" Ish." And even?" Ish." Hmm, OK then but I'm not sure I trust you. However, 'cos I love you I won't argue."She kissed him gently. "I really do, my Reg." And I really do love you, my Eleanor. Does that earn me another kiss?" I suppose so," she replied reluctantly but her shining eyes. ”Thursday morning’s bikini was well done and quite interesting. The person who designed it had to have assistance with the modeling department. Models as in structures not the waifs on runways. The bottoms were wrapped up and under while spreading out covering her derriere the front was a wave that barely made it past the Promised Land without any attachment to the sides connecting the rear portion of the suit. The bandeau was open in the middle, wrapping around from the back cupping her pert. Yes, just as you see us in the picture. We must have left the door open and now you can see my penis going in and out of her beautiful pussy. You just stand there in surprise and shock, staring at her bouncing boobs and beautiful nipples.You always had a thing for her, imagined how she would look naked, always found her sexy and now she was there: not only naked, but fucking right in front of you."Is this an invitation?" You ask yourself, while watching at her wide spread pussy.You feel how.