Th fit was quite exquisite and thetailor must have made it to the exact measurement.It wasn't as long as a regular riding jacket, therefore it ended j...ust athird of the way below my lower back, exposing my rear in the tightjodhpurs. When Hal straightened out the whole outfit and made surenothing was out of place, he buttoned the jacket and that's when Irealised how tight and form fitting the suit was. In fact the twobuttons at the back gathered the lower edges of the jacket making theback. Whatever seats that might have been in it were not there now, and where they would have been rested a cage large enough for a person, but small enough not to be too comfortable. He unlocked the clip holding my cuffs together, and tugged my leash forward. I didn't have much time to enjoy the new freedom of motion, though. "Crawl up into the cage, bitch. We have a bit of a drive ahead of us. I can see you trying to guess what we're going to do next, but I won't tell you yet. I told you. My aunt Mary was 36 and divorced and kind of a wild woman. She was a petite blonde with great tits and all the right curves. I smoked my first cigarette with her. I drank my first beer with her, and she got me laid for the first time. And this is where our story begins. I was cuddled up with her on the couch watching a late night cinemax smut movie, and I was getting a hardon.she was sitting between my legs and laid back against my chest. I knew she could feel my meat, which was rock hard,. Mr. Charlie and Nicolas were riding point. It had been four hours since I last saw them in the distance. Now, the herd has gained another seven hundred head as we continued on our way.Mr. John spent the night with his family and caught up with us the next day. It wasn’t like we were going to leave him behind, as slow as we were moving.Driving the herd through the dry, dusty canyons was bad enough, but when we crossed the barren stretches, the sun beat down on us hotter than nine kinds of hell..