The main rider used to dress all fancy, like my cowboy hero's in the movies. He was probably about 35. To be honest he wasn't that good a looker but h... 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 tell me how pretty I was. So I was really. My whole body was telling me ‘go back to sl**p’, but my conscience kicked in and I pulled myself out of bed and headed for the bathroom. Looking at myself in the mirror was not a pretty sight: a late night, too much wine and a silly smirk remembering what the three of us had been up to. The first thing I did was grab a bottle of water and drink as much as I could to try and stave off the dehydration that had kicked in, followed by some pain killers to try and help the handover. Next up was the. I moan and push my pussy against his finger. "A little." I say softly "But please, don't stop" I softly beg. He chuckles and slides his face down between my legs. I feel his tongue replace his finger and he starts gently licking and sucking my swollen lips. He glides his tongue in and out of my tender hole. I put my hand on his head and encourage him to never stop. I slowly rock my pussy on his face as he continues to lick and suck my clit. It is like he is savoring every part of my. Molly laughed. "You know how to keep your man happy," she replied. "Butnone of this explains why you aren't wearing a bra, Janice." It's international no bra day, Molly, so I decided to let the girls gofree for today," I replied, trying to sound as sincere as possible."Oh Janice, you really make me laugh, theres no way I'd do that, evenwith my little ones, never mind you doing it with your giant knockers!aren't you uncomfortable?"The truth was I was really uncomfortable, the constant bouncing.