Getting aboard and staying aboard until the horse stops bucking from sheer fatigue doesn't magically make it a trained horse. It does look good in the... movies, but don't try it at home. It's like most movie stunts, pure bullshit for entertainment value only.I wasn't making a movie and I didn't want a bunch of horses for fun. These would have work to do and I had to train them to do the work. You can't break a horse to pull a travois, or a plow either for that matter. You have to train them to do. She is playing with my hairs.I put my finger on her pussy and found that it was totally wet. I start rubbing mom’s pussy with my fingersMom was enjoying all this , in between she use to say anand I love u . Then I moved bit lower and for the first time I saw her chut (pussy) so closely. It was the same chut (pussy) where my father entered, from where I came out in this world and today the same chut (pussy) will be mine.I start licking it like a mad dog .I like did for almost 20 minutes and. My whole body fell forward against the head of my bed as another thrust took me. Another. Another. Until he plunged so deep he broke open the awaiting flood and I exploded onto his thrusting cock. The release keeps coming and I keep pouring. My hips give way and he presses me into my soaking sheets as his thrusts grow more violent. Desperate. We weren't being quiet anymore. We sounded like wild a****ls. I pulled my arm out and over my head and I gripped the back of his hair and trapped him. The old Harley Rat wasn't very comfortable or polite, but was the embodiment of what I needed at that time. What it was, was freedom, I had no job at the time and was living on savings. Through my time in the Military I had put away most of my wages, hazard pay and such and dedicated myself to the life of a soldier. Now that I was out, the war – police action was over, the military had no use for me or my kind. Polite society had no use for us, even though they sent us to war they had no use.