Next, amazingly, her jeans and thong came off, as well as shoes so she was absolutely naked. We were by now kinda hidden in a sunken dip, but only jus... out of sight. Our foreplay continued with her wanking me and me fingering her now wet swollen blonde pussy. Her lips were always swollen, but today they were full and deep in colour. She had a wide pussy (for want of a better term) which would gape open when fingered and a clit that stuck out when aroused.So we were wanking each other hard and I. We sat facing each other, legs entwined, arms around each other, rubbing each others’ backs. We didn’t say anything at all. We just listened to Enigma thump away in the background and stared into each others’ eyes as the light danced off the brown hues of our irises. I’d never in my life felt so satisfied, so close to someone, so fulfilled. I wanted it to last forever. I sat there and thought about all the men before Michael, how none had ever come close to making me feel this way. I thought. I slid on my ultra tight black mini skirt and put on my favorite low cute sleeveless sweater vest. I did my hair and put on a little make up. I found my 4 inch black stilettos and grab my purse and headed off to work. When I got to work my boss called me into his office and let me sit in his chair ass I showed him a presentation. I was kinda horny since I knew he was looking down my vest instead of the computer. I had to find a reason to touch his crotch, so I reached over his lap to grab a. Some, like the one on the first day, were plain. Others, like the one she wore today, were highly decorative with tooled leather and rhinestones.Each day, she was trained. For the first few days, she never left the corral. They taught her all of her paces and she learned to walk, trot, canter and gallop to their satisfaction. She learned to stop and pose. She learned to display herself for inspection, which she found to be highly humiliating.Each day brought multiple orgasms. The girls had not.