That completed, theHorse Mistress' whip cracked twice more and four more snortingstallion-men in identical dress were led, two per handler, in perfect...ymatched gaits from the plane and to the truck's stalls - again to thegreat appreciation from the assembled crowd.With three cracks of the woman's whip, two more whinnying horsesappeared, each led by an individual handler. These were taller andleaner males, who wore similar, but lighter tack without head plumes.They were pierced in the same. He turned us around, had me facing the couch while he stood behind me. He pushed down on my shoulders making me bend forward causing my back to arch and my butt to push out even more as he reached up for the waistband and tried to peel them off of my ass. In this position, it took him a little bit to get them pulled over my ass since it’s so nice and plumb. Once he got them down my legs, I stepped out of them now leaning forward bending over the couch, my ass sticking out in only a tiny. So...You're going to stay with George and I tonight!" He said,after squatting down so we could be at the same level."All Right!" I exclaimed.I gave him a quick hug,and ran over to tell George the good news.It was almost dark before George's Daddy called us in for dinner."Now,You boys go and wash up. I want to see clean hands and faces when you sit down to eat. You can take your baths later." He gave us both a big smile and I was surprised when I felt him gently squeeze my butt cheeks as I. I knew I couldn’t eat it. I wasn’t hungry after an event like that. Ean followed me around as if he was lost. I had the biggest smile on my face and I couldn’t wait to get away from him. I couldn’t look at him. My face blushed deep deep red if I looked at him. I could feel the blood in excess there. Somehow Ean’s emotionless face made it almost funny. He could be thinking anything. We could have just done the dirtiest thing in the world, and if he walked out in front of our grandparents, they.