I like a smart chap sat in between her legs near her thighs as if I was fucking her doggy style and ma’am didn’t know my intentions and nor did I ...know her. 10mins passed ma’am slept as she was snoring and I tried touching her arse to which I didn’t get any reaction which is why I thought she slept.I had a rock hard penis and was in a position where I was virtually fucking her and so I couldn’t stop myself and started pressing my dick on her arse from behind. I did that for a minute and thought. .special. Weird, I know, but itjust felt right."I had my tongue firmly up Maria's twat. Normally I liked to rub againsther clitoris with my finger when I ate her out, but I was doing that tomyself, my hand down the front of my pants. Jesus Christ, I was soturned on."Then when he got home I didn't really know what to do. I was soawkward. I just knelt over the bed and stuck my ass up in the air. Ithought he'd fuck me from behind, and truth be told I was ready to go andwould have been. ’ ‘What’s wrong with the roan?’ ‘Nothing, but it’s a bit of a jumper Miss … I mean Courtney. ‘It can catch an unwary rider out by going over the fence when he’s expecting to go through the gate.’ ‘Then I’ll have that one.’ That little exchange made Matt smile. It brought back memories of his introduction to a horse in Wyoming that became his Chinook. The manager glanced at him, waiting for support. But Matt simply said, ‘Get the roan, Dick. She’s ridden a bit and I’ll keep an eye on the horse.. Peering into the darkness, he tried to ascertain his whereabouts. He definitely wasn’t in his own bed, nor was he alone. Marla was curled up in front of him, her skin texture and scent now familiar. Her breasts grazed his draped arm as her chest rose and fell, deep in slumber. Something was amiss, however: Marla was snoring in stereo. Another crow rustled the body behind him. Rolling inward, the person snuggled into his back, draping their arm over his waist. The sensation of large breasts.