She was his favorite, and she knew it. She was the queen, the matriarch of the corral. He walked back to the window where earlier he had kept his sile...t vigil, and looked out into the dim afternoon light and swirling snow. Several of the horses had come from the shelter of the barn and stood in the small paddock beside it, their heads and ears lifted looking down the road. Ginger stood at the farthest end, neck craned over the poles as she let out a whinny again. He turned his eyes to the road. Now she was on heaven. She was restless. She was wet and sticky. I knew she badly wanted me but I took time. I wanted to punish her for all the defeats of the past and so I took my time. She was running mad. Her head was on the wall. Out of sheer excitement, she had banged her head unknowingly onto the wall. I know she is suffering now. I did not want her to. I removed her panty and I was about to lick her when she suddenly squirted. I was completely wet on my face. I did not know she squirts. Compared to Renny's, back out west, it might as well be. She couldn't take her eyes off it as she pulled down on his shorts. He lifted his ass off the chair so she could yank them lower, but it took some effort to get them over the hard pole between his legs.When he was finally naked, her pussy felt like it was on fire. She stood gazing at his throbbing dick, feeling her puffy nipples tighten into hard knots while her slit ached and flushed."Touch me, Mina," he said softly. "Explore me."She. Spence pulled her into his chest, peeking over her shoulder. He pushed his hips and buried his cock in her cunt. They started a counterstroke, long and slow, careful not to let him fall out. His knob was brushing all the length of her tunnel. Spence regarded the pleasant view. He felt great, fucking a beautiful woman, looking out on the world, fondling her boobs. Joan kept looking forward but she moaned and whimpered when his rim rubbed past her G-spot. Spence just stroked, grunting at the.