There it was, her shaved perfect pussy. It looked damp, like she had been horny all night, and I could smell her sweet nectar already. Her left hand s...id over the top of her pussy and found her engorged clit. She gently drew small circles over her sweet spot and her head flew back with her mouth open and eyes closed. She was in heaven. I watched as her fingers applied more and more pressure and picked up the speed. My cock getting harder with each and every second that passed. Whilst her left. I could see poor Gregory was distraught but kept his chin up and shouldered his duffel right onto the train leaving for his embarkation point. It was only a week later that I saw his little redhead bitch playing kissy-face with a middle-aged banker out on the town for a little slap and tickle. I wanted to go over and slap her pretty little princess ass back to whatever little corner of hell she crawled out of.After arriving home, I quickly swigged down a glass of wine to get pumped up for the. . he don't walk so good any more; nor does his wife on the outside either!" Carmel here was recruited to take on Mabel's old job; you know the Madame and organiser. She's getting a bit long in the tooth, but she still looks a stunner when she's dressed," he smirked and patted Carmel's pert behind and then slid his hand up her sleek thigh.He took his hand from under Carmel's skirt and went on."But, I can always another mature strumpet. Which brings me to why you are here," he said."You looked. “No,” she whimpered. “He won’t let anyone but me saddle him,” she pleaded and took a step towards him. I put my hand out and stopped her and she looked at me. “Fine, then you can ride with me and Jhori and I’ll pull Desperado behind. You can get the saddle tomorrow.” That’s if she goes to work tomorrow that is, I thought quietly to myself. She complied and fell onto an upturned five gallon bucket. I went over to Desperado’s stall and he laid his ears back in warning. “Man, she wasn’t.