Tits bouncing, the ruddy tips tracing out sexy figure eights in the air in front of her chest, she turned from the locked gate and tried to evade the ...layer with a quick end-run.He was waiting for her.The blonde teenager ran squarely into his arms. She struggled but it did no good. He was too strong. The girl tried to kick him, her booted feet her best weapon. He hardly noticed. He was too heavily padded for her to injure enough to get away."Hey, beautiful, why struggle so much? This is going. A few minutes later, I rode the mare for half a turn around the pen, but it had taken me, all told, four hours to ride a wild horse.It became plainly obvious that Treeya had some higher-level connection with the horses that Sheel, Roya or I were not privileged to have. Treeya was able to direct the horses with very little effort, however this was not the case for her three mates. The horses allowed us to sit on their backs, but if Treeya was not close at hand, getting our animals to walk, turn. While the men seemed focused on rooting for their team, with not the slightest reference to the night’s activities, the women made up for it. Giving up on the pretense of looking to buy anything, they found a café that served wine and settled in.For being of such short acquaintance, they were surprisingly candid, probably because of the very intimate links. As the wine flowed, so did the innermost thoughts. They discussed Elaine’s deepening relationship with Wayne, Sandra’s attempts to get. Whatever else happened, though, we would always have that double vag fuck and the nice slimy sensation as we felt each other’s jizz inside her. No doubt Kara would recall it fondly, too. Of course, she had to leave our quarters and go to her regular barracks the next day, but one never knew when we might get another chance, right? Certainly once we left the Militia we would, or at least any of us who survived and demobilized from it.We didn’t have time to shower together, either, so Kara went.