Best I could do now was to go with the flow and hope it was right...."raw is good....like aggressive...been fucked a few times in my life....like to s...uck dick...ok with being sucked and fucked by another man...prefer a good dick in the ass if the opportunity presents itself". Not the most romantic response, agreed. I do think I got my point across though. My adrenaline began to really hit me when I received his next response, "how old are you?,room #?,door open? ass up? Have ass up...I want you. It's just over the next ridge, and then along the floor of the valley by the south side of the lake." That sounds good to me." Nurm's even white teeth flashed in a pleased smile. "Take Gortain with you. He'll help you mark the trail for us to follow. Gortain! Go on ahead with Mak. He'll show you where we're headed."The fields tilled by the Arlund villagers made a broad fan between the hills and the shore of a small lake, their crops tinted varying shades of green and brown under the late summer. I leantagainst the wobbling sulky and tried to relax, as Sheila sped us home.- - - -"I've given up racing!" Barbara mournfully announced at breakfast.I curtsied in response, but felt some regrets - lots of regretsactually. I had eventually enjoyed my excursions as a pony girl. Despitethe humiliating dress code, and the uncomfortable depressor bit, and thewhip-flicking, overall I had enjoyed myself.Sheila entered brightly and sat down for breakfast while pushing a gift-wrapped parcel towards. I was naked and stroking my cock while I took in this incredible sight. I sat in the chair, and got the view I wanted. From behind and off to the left of my wife, I could see the saliva covered black shaft in her mouth, and still see her pussy hair poking out from her bathing suit as I jacked my cock. Then I had an overwhelming desire to get up and do it.I stood and began to pull Jill's bathing suit down over her ass to expose her cunt. I wanted to see the glistening dew on her hairy bush. I.