The mare had English tack on, rare in Montana where Western tack was preferred. He slowly approached the mare, his hands stretched forward to not frig...ten the horse. He swiftly grabbed the reins, the mare shied, but relented, allowing him to lead her back to the barn. ‘What was the problem,’ Blake asked without turning from blanketing one of the horses. ‘Why don’t you take a look yourself,’ Luc stated dryly. Blake turned around and had to look twice. ‘Whaa-‘ ‘I found her in the cattle pasture. Her work name was Bambi and she was a natural brunette. The blond highlights in her hair had come straight out of a bottle. She had soft brown eyes. She wasn’t particularly voluptuous, nor was she anorexic. She was firm without being a hard body. She was the girl next door. In a way, she reminded him of Amber.Dexter didn’t bother to look at her. “Really?”“Yes. I do enjoy it,” Bambi said getting a little more energy into her claim.“I don’t see how,” Dexter said.Bambi rolled over to her side and. A girl of about my age or a little younger entered the room. She walked quietly across the carpet until she was near the desk. She then came to a stop and waited silently until Ms. Stern raised her head.I wasn't sure of the girl's age partly because of the way in which she was dressed. The brief glance I had of her face and the degree of bust development apparent as she passed me suggested early teens but her clothes looked more like something an eleven or twelve year old might wear to a party,. Especially when it's in my little disobedient mouth." Well done," he cooed.He slid it back in but didn't thrust. He let me lick and suck and kiss on him for a minute until he yanked me up. I knew I was going to get in trouble for being so wet, but I couldn't help it. Daddy was intoxicating and intriguing. He walked me up to the dresser and bent me over. He let out a throaty moan; his hands roamed around my drenched pussy. My clit throbbed as his index finger and thumb squeezed it."You little.