The villagers were soon hot on our heels chasing on half a dozenhorses. [speed] I demanded of our horses speaking the language of beingas if it was se...ond nature, which it was rapidly becoming. Vigorouspants emitted from these beasts possessed by speed as their lightninghooves despatched field after field. Our horses easily outpaced thevillagers, but I kept riding as if my riding was an escape from myself.Eventually my mistress called us to a stop."You are riding that horse to its death" she. And finally after about ten minutes she was almost there. I pressed my body down hard on her and she pressed my head next to hers as my poundig sent a wave of vagina contractions through her. But I did not cum yet. I got my cock out and started masturbating. Then mom reached out and took one quarter of my cock into her mouth while I masturbated the rest of the shaft. With her strong tongue action we finally got to the climax. After swallowing my jizz she lay down to rest."When they are back. I nodded and she took out a tube from her bag and began to squeeze. After a few seconds she realised it was still sealed, she punctured it with the cap, squoze a quarter of the tube onto my shaft then quickly put the tube away and began rubbing the cold clear gel into my shaft and balls before her husband came back. I guess this was her secret, but I dont think shed used it before because she used far too much. There was so much gel that it wouldnt absorb right away and I was on the verge of. We had some talks on the way to Oland, the literal substance of which I don’t recall, but some emotion or nature sticks with me. The son, a brisk athletic young fellow, reached out to me but no real friendship ever developed. There also was a 16 year old girl: a pretty pleasant sort. She had a horse she liked to ride, Out of courtesy, she invited me to her 16th birthday party, where there were other pretty girls and I drank with some young Swedish guys. We had a good time, they taught me how.