She was dressed in sweats. It looked like we had interrupted her morning jog. As I walked up, she exclaimed: “That is a beautiful horse, Mr. Reynold....”“Thanks, Ms. Rutledge. Here give this to her.” I pulled out butterscotch and showed her how to feed Margarite. As we talked, I got a cup of coffee for both of us. “Tell me, Ms. Rutledge, how did you end up out here, in the middle of nowhere?”“I grew up in Chicago, Mr. Reynolds. The only trees or animals were in parks and zoos. Then in high. This didn't help Jakoda. She was getting wetter by the second; she knew that Jasper could smell her, she blushed and turn her head to the side, trying to avoid his gaze. Suddenly she felt Jasper kissing her neck, his breath was warm but his lips were cold. His lips worked their way up to her jawline, dragging across to her lips, kissing her forcefully. Jakoda moaned into Jasper's mouth. She never felt this way about him before, but something about him was just so arousing to her. She looked. Now, he has me to make him happy."Since at this point she wrapped her lips around my "big boy", I cut off my sarcastic remark which was a brilliant come-back and just relaxed with my hands guiding her head in an attempt to maximize her performance. I was careful to pull her mouth off my shaft before I reached the point of no return and pulled her up to kiss her wet lips slick from both our juices. She loved being kissed after having her mouth filled with cock and I didn't mind at all as long as. My dreams came slamming back into my mind with an uncontrollable force and my physical reaction was obvious. Obvious to the point of being painful. Reality was slipping through my fingers and the only thing I could do stand there and watch it go. Taking a breath, I tried to regain some self-control. My legs still somewhat rubbery, I managed to pull on a pair of jeans and a tee shirt. Hazily remembering my jacket and keys, I stumbled out of my apartment and almost fell down the stairs before.