"We practiced control last night. I don't want to practice control right now. I want my dream to come true."She pulled my prick toward her pussy, and ... had to move closer or be in pain. The head mushed into hot, slick flesh and my cock dribbled like an excited puppy.She kept the head of my cock right there, pulling, and the knowledge that she wanted me ... like that ... right now ... paralyzed me. I felt like I was going to explode.Then my cock gasped "Follow me, men!" like he was some great. What’s wrong with you?’ He put the folder down and picked up his coffee mug, sipping loudly. When he put down the cup he asked, ‘Are you in depression?’ Despite the seriousness and truthfulness in the question, Caden couldn’t help but bust out laughing. ‘I’m serious, I’m so serious, Cay. Are you depressed?’ ‘No,’ Caden answered still laughing. ‘I think your lying.’ ‘Oh, is that what you think?’ ‘Yes, and you know what else I think?’ She sat forward on the table, a huge smile pasted on her. He then administered a general anaesthetic and stitched up the wound while Patch was lying on his side."There," he said when he was finished. "All sorted. Give him a couple of weeks and I'll whip the stitches out and he'll be as right as rain."Victoria had been kneeling beside him throughout. Spontaneously she gave him one of her smiles and kissed him full on the lips.Toby rebounded thunderstruck."Thank you, Toby dear," said Victoria. "You've no idea what this horse means to me."Toby smiled. "I. She could still not quite get over the fact that Uncle Robin loved her as he did but there was no doubt about it and she could not have been happier. The physical love-making had been out of this world and she wondered at his gentleness and understanding. That was wrong. She knew he understood and from what her father had said knew he had suffered with her and for her. No, it was his gentleness and his love. Without his love he would never have been so patient and gentle.She lifted her head and.