Another five minutes had gone by when he called me down, "Can you bring me a drink" he asked, and with that I took one down.Our cellar is well lit but...it is cool and damp, as is all cellars. There is no natural light. I took his drink down and gave it to him, he took it off me and immediatly smiled. Obviously I smiled back. He put his drink down and walked towards me smiling, he put his hand on the front of my shorts. I pulled away saying "What are you doing".He came towards me and did it again. ` “That right there is my clit. Why don’t you try playing with it with your tongue.” I started to flick it with the tip of my tongue and she moaned a little. I started doing it some more and faster. She started to moan louder, and started to twitch through her body. Her fat thighs were shaking around my head. I licked up and down her pussy lips and started to slide my tongue in and out. She was screaming with pleasure. “Keep going until I cum,” she told me. I went back to licking her clit and. As the woman began riding the horse, her horsemanship became quite obvious to Sylvia. She was quite skilled, even bareback. The woman ripped off her covering at her waist and raised her arms to the people, then pointed down to me. The people clapped in rhythm. The clapping was at first slow and the woman had the horse prancing with its feet landing in unison to the clapping. The clapping increased in tempo and the horse’s prancing was changed to stay in unison. Soon, the horse was doing a quick. Then, one day we came out of a forest and saw it. It was a big, wide river and the biggest that any of us had ever seen. We decided to ride north along its banks a ways and did for two days.We could see the wrecks of some big boats in the river. Herman said that we had gone far enough and it was time to turn back. We camped for the night there close to the river. We had not set a guard having not seen any people and not being armed except for hunting. That night, they came.Herman and I were.