I pressed against her and explored with my hands. Our mouths separated briefly. "Anything else you want to know", She panted in my ear. I mumbled, "Ar... you a natural redhead" ? , as I nibbled on her ear and neck. " Why don't you find out for yourself " , she whispered. I untied her scrub pants and they dropped to the ground. I lifted her onto the edge of the gurney. Dropping to my knees, I licked the skin at the edge of her panties, Then I pulled them aside with my left hand. Her pussy hair. All my doubt and fear of failure and regret evaporated as I took one deep thrust inside her. I grabbed her shoulders and pulled my hips towards her until I was almost all the way in and she gasped, her breath taken away. Her thighs tightened and her hips gyrated in response to my first invasion. I pulled out and started slowly at first, gradually building speed. Fortunately I keep myself fairly fit so once I reached a steady pace I was able to maintain it for quite a while and God she loved it.. More often than not Rita rode with me.The first of November was a big day for me while we were on our weekly trip. We were almost in sight of the Indian encampment and I had remarked how great the cows I had moved up here in the hills looked, “Rita, these cattle look some better than they did when I bought them, wouldn’t you think? They are fat and the cows are going to drop some great caves come late April and early May.”“Chance, I think they aren’t the only ones who will be dropping something. Her abdomen clenched. Her scalp tingled. She reapplied lip gloss, picturing herself in the Barbie Dream House, in the Garden of Eden. She wandered restlessly, nudging throw pillows, bending ostentatiously from the waist to straighten a rug, pretending she was doing something other than waiting for her man to come home and fuck her brains out. Maybe a shower. She smiled wickedly and wandered into the bathroom. Nothing like a shower for such a dirty girl. She pressed her hips firmly into the edge.