I could smell another deal on the way and Catla was the girl to make it.There were other real benefits for me in the mix too. The herd stallion was so...id black, not a white hair on him anywhere, and he was just as much horse as Red, if not even better. The lead mare was something else too, and I even spotted a band of donkeys with the biggest damned Jack leading them I'd ever seen. The place was better than a fucking Friday night horse auction.We left after a good look-see and headed back to. I told everyone that the meeting was over, “Go out and enjoy the remainder of today as you please. We leave tomorrow morning after breakfast. Beth, Clarisse, Ethan, and Samara can you stay and discuss your jobs for a couple minutes?They nodded and stayed seated as everyone else, except my parents and I, left the room.I addressed Samara first, “Are you comfortable with Ethan accepting the job as chief of security at The Club.”She smiled at me, “When we were driving to the airport I was going to. But then he realized that Wanda was waiting for him to throw a doggy fuck into her. Considering the previous affair with the pony, fucking like animals seemed appropriate.He took a shuffling step forward, moving awkwardly, thrown off balance by the weight of his enormous hard-on. The rock hard prick rod stood up before his belly and the man had to hold his head and shoulders tilted back to counterbalance the bulk of it. Gazing at the teenager's tight little pussy, past his cockhead, Carson. He grinned at me, “I love it when you’re right,” he said. “You love me all the time,” I said, giggling, as we kissed hands over our bodies. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Clive opened it but there was no one there. He turned to me and I shrugged my shoulders. He closed the door again. We took our bags up the stairs and placed them in the main bedroom with a king sized bed and a beautiful sea view with a balcony. That night while we lay asleep in bed there was a thunderstorm.