”Belle patted my hand reassuringly.“I have the money to live like this if I wanted, Ty, but I feel as you do. That is why I was working at a saloo...n. These people are satisfied just to exist. I want to wring every drop of living out of my life! That’s one more reason why we are so good together.”She had a point. As I sat there looking at her, another question came to mind.“Belle, was Wilson your maiden name?”She shook her head negatively.“My maiden name is Sikes. Wilson isn’t my married name,. I looked at her and saw the sincere look on her face."I-I'm sorry, I wasn't laughing at you. I was laughing at the idiot who lost you." I could feel my heart skip a beat. Who was this beautifully charming woman and why was she talking to me? Now that I look at her some more, she had a Gothic look to her. Besides her raven hair, she had a tight, black, crop-top, a pierced and tattooed stomach, and dark blue, skinny, ripped jeans. The more I saw how beautiful she was, the wetter my panties were. He bent over to suck it, and I stiffened, body tense, as he took me full throat. It was heaven, and as he stretched, his long hamstrings rippled long and flowing with the move, the muscles crushing me in a different way as they stretched around my head. His ass pulled off my face a bit, and my nose wasn't pinched, so I desperately inhaled, sniffing his asshole just inches from me. I continued to worship his balls, nearly gagging on their sheer size. I'd sucked on some giant balls in my day, but. I laughed to myself eating my toast wondering how the day would play out. I got dressed and headed out into the yard to help take care of the flood of early riders. There was a hint of frost on the ground and a chill in the air. Jackson had the office huge dispensers filled with both coffee and hot chocolate for the clients. They eagerly chatted and drank before mounting their horses for their rides. The many trails that wove around the property are more than enough to provide a good workout.