This was nothing like the kisses I’d been getting from boys, this was full on, tongue in mouth stuff and it felt strange but hot. As he was doing th...is he lifted up and knelt between my legs, still kissing still fingering. Then he took my hand off his cock which was a relief as I didn’t really know what I should be doing.He kept kissing and fingering and it felt good but I was always hoping he was going to suck me again. Then it suddenly struck me his finger was still in me but both his hands. Other than a stiffening of her body, there was no response from her. Finally resorting to extreme measures, he bit the skin between her shoulder blades with gentle but firm pressure from his teeth. She arched up into his mouth and he did it again a few more times before moving up to her neck. Now he was practically lying on top of her, his mouth sucking on the nape of her neck, his hands pressing against her sides, and his hardening cock pressing against the satin shorts. Finally she dropped. He even lowered his head so I could slip the headstall over his ears. After all three horses were ready, we led them out of the barn and over to the arena. I saw Larry follow along behind and sit on the gate at the end of the arena. He motioned the kids who wanted to watch into the bleachers.We led the horses toward the mounting block. Jennifer stopped short."I want to use that other method of mounting you told me about," she grinned. Courtney looked curious and watched us. Our horses were. That wasn’t to say, I didn’t have other stories she could read, I had many possible ones for her. It depended on her tolerance level. There were all sorts of levels to choose from. They came over together as if this was a social event. It was only 9:45am and I wasn’t prepared to entertain as if this was a supper club or other special affair. It was only me, in a pair of jeans, flannel shirt and t-shirt, underneath, for warmth. Not expecting anyone around, I hadn’t truly cleaned up properly.