”“I didn't order you to give me a handjob,” he groaned.“Your body did. Just by being hard, your cock order me to satiate it.”Kora giggled. �...��She's got you there.”“I'm only hard because you were rubbing at my crotch. Stop giving me a handjob, Zanyia.”“Yes, Master,” I purred. “I won't pleasure you with my hand.”He grunted in shock and his horse neighed as I scrambled around his body. I gripped his clothing, climbing in front of him. I faced him and sat before him on the saddle. My hand grabbing. She nodded “yes my dear that is a signal he knows. Pat his head and he knows I want him to lick me”. I sat stunned that she seemed so at ease talking about it. “OK Fiona, it will be our little secret. Now forget about it and just do your job. We are very happy with your work, by the way. Now I better go to work. You can even put Goldie outside if you feel safer. He does get excited at times and I have to give him what he wants”. Mrs Walden left and I breathed a sigh of relief. I still had my. I feel how light my large breasts are in the water, as they float to where my nipples are being teased by the contrastingly cooler night air. They immediately stand away from my large dark areolas at perfect attention. I reach for my breast and start touching it lightly. I trace my finger around each nipple and enjoy how it feels. I slowly trace my hand down from my breasts over my stomach to my smooth, soft pussy. I touch the outer folds of my soft femininity, and a rush of electricity jolts. She saw me looking and blushed even more. I saw her glance at my nipples and she snickered. Then she turned away because we couldn't look at each other without laughing.We waded out until the water was just covering my tits and stood together against the side of the pool. Gregg smiled at us and said, "Well, at least I'm not the only man here with a hard on now!"I reached out and worked my hand into his trunks. I wrapped my fingers around his hard cock and said, "I'll bet that Kat and I could.