She must have noticed me as she turned the horse's head and headed in my direction. I waited as she brought the horse down from its gallop to walking ...ace, turning into wide circles to calm the beast. The horse seemed unhappy not to be galloping, shaking its head and pawing the ground. She leaned forward in the saddle and patted the horse's neck. "Come on, Drummond, there's a good boy." Her voice was soft and soothing and slowly the horse, Drummond? Calmed. Miss Swinson turned her head to me.. “I’ve been so afraid everyone would think I was a perverted old man,” I whispered. “I thought so for a long while. I still have moments when I think, ‘If they knew the truth, they would run from me.’ I’ve constantly been afraid I would slip. Have on many occasions. The history of my reality is different than this one. So many things are the same that tiny differences trip me up.”“You need to tell Rachel. No one else needs to know but Rachel and I do.”“I suppose. Why?”“Because if everyone else. Every bit of movement inside of her pussy stimulates a different facial expression that she couldn't control. Her pussy gotten wetter as I continue to fuck her. Her pussy juice was dripping down her legs and into her socks. Not long after we started fucking MJ tightened her grip on my shoulder and starts to really dig her nails into me. I knew she was about to finally given and explode. I didn't back down to the pain her nails were causing me nor the inevitable ejaculation that is about to. " She was getting wasteful, throwing away patch like that, turning into a softie. "What's next on the roster?"Eliot rattled off a list of ordinary maintenance, and as he did Jeri's eyes drifted back to the Cassiopeia. Reaching overhead, she stretched her tired back. Someone had opened the external service panel on the top of the rightmost engine pod, she noticed. From that distance, she couldn't see much detail. Letting her arms settle down from stretching, she swung her leg over and dismounted.