No sex talk, we didn't do that in our family. The main rider used to dress all fancy, like my cowboy hero's in the movies. He was probably about 35. T... be honest he wasn't that good a looker but he had horses going for him and I loved horses. He told me I could help him with the horse stalls and brush and feed the horses after the show and he would run me home. At first that's all that happened we would have a quick drink after we had showered and changed. Then he would take me home. He used to. I chose a short a black lace bra with matching thong, and then covered all of that with a shear, red silk blouse and a black denim skirt. Once I had added the appropriate accessories, gold dangly earrings and a matching necklace that tended to draw a man's eye into my nicely formed cleavage, I pulled on my knee high black suede boots with five inch heels and I was ready to go! It was a beautiful September night; the sky was filled with stars and the biggest full moon I have ever seen! The moon. She made no attempt to move or cover up. She just lay there, legs spread wide, a very well fucked married woman. I stared at her and didn’t think that she had ever looked more feminine. Nothing really is as sexy as a freshly fucked woman. It seemed awkward for a brief moment. I was still kneeling on the floor beside the bed. He smiled at me when he saw me looking from her totally black ravished cunt to his fat cock. His black meat was glistening, coated almost entirely with their combined. "OPEN FIRE!" Ben screamed.Instantly the noise from the various guns became almost deafening. The Zytol weapons weren't silenced like those produced by the Celestialites and now the heavy chatter rose in a crescendo, adding a base rhythm to the higher notes made by the Zytol screams.The opening exchanges left the Zytol reserves cut to ribbons and within minutes they were retreating from the camp, defeated and running for their lives.Ben called a halt to the firing and summoned Simon and Carson.