A humanitarian creed, that let people do whatever they wanted, so long as it didn’t cause pain and misery.” “Sorry to get a bit heavy, but I hav...e been a lot happier since I made that decision,” I continued. “Does that carry on into your personal relationships?“ she asked adding, “If that isn’t too personal of a question.” “No, that’s okay, I just have a simple code of behaviour; anything is possible between two, or more, people, so long as there is complete openness about what they want to get. Jen turned back to her book. 'Did you like what you saw?' Jen looked up. The woman was staring straightat her, a smile playing at the corner of her mouth, a glint in her grey eyes. 'What do you mean?' Jen asked her, feeling herself blush, embarrassed atbeing caught out when she thought she'd been subtle. She was expecting thewoman to stand up and angrily walk off to the other end of the carriage, butinstead she just sat there, her eyes burning into Jen. 'I said, did you like what you saw?. The new horse seemed to be more of a plow horse than a riding horse. She did occasionally want to move slower than a brisk walk; otherwise she did not have too much difficulty keeping pace with the others. The boy was riding Daisy, my old horse; I had Meri keep an eye on him and give him as many pointers as he could absorb.At lunch we took an extended break, and I made the kids do their exercises while I made lunch. After the mid-afternoon break, I pushed them again to make better time. We rode. Of course she was getting good vibes as well. Her clit was riding on top of my hard, bony cock. I couldn’t tell what was more enjoyable - those panties or her pussy. In the end it didn’t matter. I would shoot my load into those pink panties and that would trigger her orgasm. She would use her legs to hold me against her like that until we both caught her breath. Then she would lower her legs and push me back a step, pull her cum-soaked panties back up to her waist and against her pussy,.