She feels her disembodied self rising in the air, but she feels strong arms under and around her, lifting her, she smells sweat and sage, and then she... is swinging through the air. There is nothing left to feel, she thinks. She senses a man, feels his shoulder against her face, and she can hear the hurried beat of the hooves as the horse makes it way down the mountain. She thinks she feels cold, but isn’t sure, and suddenly it is night. ________________________________ When her eyes open, it is. She sat on a chair and pulled off her jeans. She wore simple white cotton panties, which, while standing, she removed, one leg at a time. Her black public bush was thick and large and seldom trimmed. It started several inches below her navel and almost touched each hip, it seemed, before dropping over her pubic mound, shielding her pussy behind its tangled thicket. She lay on her stomach on the mats and waited quietly. I removed my robe. I was naked and my cock was half-tumescent in. Her eyes started to water and she looked up at me with panic and fear in her eyes. I grabbed the back of her head and pushed harder. I applied a little more pressure and her gag reflex started kicking in. I timed it just right with her gag reflex and the engorged head of my cock pushed past her tonsils and down her throat. At this point she started to panic because she couldnt breath. Her eyes moved around franticly and she tried to pull her head back, but I kept both of my palms firmly. So, what was your personal question Mark? I continued.Oh, he mumbles then looks up at me and asks, so how long are you going to be here? Oh, I don't know maybe till I find a full-time nursing job. Why do you ask? I was going to see if you wanted to go out with me. Oh, that's so sweet but I am seeing someone and that wouldn't be right. Ok he says. He must be talented in bed to keep a hot girl like you with him. Startled I shook my head and say excuse me! Well as fine as you are that got to be.