”“Since you ride him daily, I’m sure you’d never consider selling or even trading him?”“No, and I’m sure if he was your horse, you’d t...ll me the same thing.”“You are so right. I cannot blame you. He is one of a kind in the horse world. Tell me, have you bred him?”“No, but I’d be interested in talking to you about breeding him, that is if you have mares you’d like to see carrying his colt. If so, I’m sure there’s a way we can work out his stud fee so that both of us would come out winners.”As. I don’t think they would hire any rapists.”She thought a couple seconds about it and asked, “Do you think she would join us?”“I doubt it. Well, not a first. But she might want to come back later. If it is a guy he would for sure. But you are all mine tonight either way. I just want to show you off a little.” He explained.She sat down on the bed with her legs spread a little too much giving him a nice view of her pussy. He just stared at her for a while but had to get up and pee. He went into. I had already advised Annette to keep all hints about the treasure in her brain and not to speak a single word to any member of the crew including Ruby. She would often use Ruby to warm her cockles down below when I was too busy for midnight coupling. I suspected she had a spot of love in her heart for the dark-skinned girl and seemed always willing to allow the other girl to be the “top” in their relationship.The map I had made from Annette’s description of the treasure was carefully hidden. She keeps them done because she knows I like it, and I know she didn't shower before she went to bed. When it comes to foot fetishes there are so many degrees and levels. Some people simply like to to look, some are into arches, some toes, some soles, and some even the smell. Me, I'm all the above and then some. So with me knowing she didn't shower before bed, i was so curious as to how they smell and taste. I quickly remember that yesterday she was wearing Toms with no socks. "FUCK". As my.