"Anywhere I can walk, others can walk. My mare died at Chancellorsville, as far as I can figure out. With her died any chance of my having privacy."An... he suggested her riding behind him. "I can't mount your horse in front of everybody," she said. "People would talk. My mother would forbid it, and your men would gossip."He turned from her then, and started walking among the trees. For a moment, she thought he was accepting her 'no.' Things were hard on a girl. She had to say 'no, ' and men were. ” She rolled over, held my face and kissed me.“Good plan, Mr. Danner. Good plan. You know, Rob, my love, having fun with you is fun.” She giggled again. “Come. I will feed you lunch.” We rode back, still looking around and stopping for a minute while I fixed a fence wire that looked like it was coming loose. Red was a perfect gentleman and let her hold his reins while I worked. She patted his snout and thanked him for letting her help. Lily and he got along famously, so it wasn’t a problem. After about three hours passed, it was getting hot and stuffy in my smallroom, and from time to time I would notice that Armen would start to get ahard-on. I told him that he would be a lot cooler if he stripped off hisclothes while he finished the job, but he turned red and said hecouldn't. The whole three hours he had been working, I was doing nastythings, and my cock stayed rock hard. It would not get soft at all. I foundthe whole situation to be extremely erotic.About two and a half hours. Yeah. Ah. Ah. Ah. FUCK."And as Dennis' hands clamp her waist tighter, as he works his pelvis against her a little harder:"Ah ah ah FUCK AH AH AH-"Her hair is red. She has a nose-ring and a tattoo on one arm and another on her stomach. Her tits flop in front of his face, back and forth. Her mouth is open in what could be mistaken for an expression of someone watching T.V slackjawed… except she’s watching him, open-mouthed.And that’s one falsetto-ass pitch she’s got. Girls his age don’t sound.