I sighed and removed my blouse, slowly. I held it in my right hand and stood there in my bra and skirt. I felt naughty doing this, exposing myself to ...heir gaze.“Let it fall to the floor and then remove your skirt. Wave it at the men below, before you throw it to one side,” she barked.I reached behind me and unzipped the skirt; I figured it had to be done slowly. I brought my legs together and I stared at the men while I let it fall to the floor. I stepped out of the skirt to one side, opening. She began to run her hands over my crotch letting out a small gasp when she felt my ever hardening cock.I said to her,'Is'nt this a bit risky.What if your partner appears? or someone puts their head in from one of the other stalls'.'My partner isn't interested in my horse,and has never come down here,and as for other people,what i do in my stall is my business'.At this she unzipped my trousers and taking my by now very stiff cock in hand began to slowly wank it.She then knealt down and took it. During one lazy ride, he'd recently stopped mid day at a river. He parked his bike behind a tree and walked twenty feet toward a clearing at the edge of the river. There he saw a couple in an animated discussion. Unknown to him at that time, fifty feet ahead of where he parked was a gap in the dense trees. It presented a clear view of the clearing and the river to all who drove by. As he approached the river, he heard that the guy was trying to convince his girlfriend to skinny dip within sight. She found that any movement of her arms made the knots move over her pussy and she felt herself getting aroused by this. Bitches, she thought, but couldn't help letting a low moan escape her.- Well sister Donna, I think pledge Linda seem to enjoy this. Shall we let her get a little more accustomed to this on her own?- That sounds like a great idea sister Sherry, it's time for breakfast anyway.- First, let's get her finished before we go down to the dining room.Finished? thought Linda trying not.