I still had the body aches but my heart didn't ache.I sawed some more that day.The training was going well for the riding stock. I was surprised that ...hey didn't even attempt to buck when the saddles and tack were put on them.I was informed a few days later that both the young hinnies would make fine messengers. They were plenty fast and able to make a quick trip over rougher terrain than the wagon or cart. They were young and would need to carry lighter weight people at least until next. I admired her beauty and began smooching again. I went down and sucked her boobs one by one. I took each boob in my mouth tried to take full, and sucked them hardd. I licked each nipple hard and gave small bites all over her boobs. She became frenzy and asked to pump and suck more. I sucked her boobs for almost 20 minutes without stopping and her pussy was oozing her juices. Her boobs became red. I slapped her boobs, pumped them kneaded them together ahd she enjoyed every bit of it.She pushed. “I guess since we’re neighbors I should introduce myself. My name is Ed and this is my dog Alex” I gestured towards my Swiss Mountain dog. He was also a beautiful animal. Alex was 5 years old and was a big boy at 145 pounds. Bigger than the average Swiss Mountain dog and a tall one at that, almost reaching 3 feet at his withers. Alex wagged his tail at the mention of his name and Abby put her hand through the fence so that Alex could get a whiff of her scent. I caught a faint whiff of her. “What?” Scott inquired.“Those two told me how one of their biggest kicks is seeing who can out-tramp the other in front of Phil,” Lisa confided. “How do you think I’d look in a crop top T-shirt and a pair of Daisy Dukes?”“Uh, well, actually I probably won’t mind,” Scott admitted. “But it might not be the best attire for retrieving your stuff.”“They do have other clothing,” Phil told them, shaking his head. “Chet, do you want to come up to help me? You know her style better than I do.”“I’d like.