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Might as well go slightly retro

Time to put on your rubber boots and Par-tay pants

Let's do a German sparkle party!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qpw6te14ZZg&feature=emb_logo

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Part 2 Button down Jeans

I chuckled at her reply. And  didn’t answer

Kelli leaned in kissing my neck in soft light brushes sliding her arms up to wrap around my neck. I closed my eyes to the delicate touches along that sensitive zone. I reigned Misty back to a gentle stride, as I looked down at Kelli. One hand drifted lower and she began to unbutton my cotton shirt and slide it aside, her fingernails began drifting lightly over my exposed chest as she lightly stroked my flesh with her nails.

“You’re wiley charms aren’t going to work girl. I am well on to your game.”

She lifted her lips to mine, dragging against mine in a slow sensual kiss  murmuring,, “ I am distracting myself.”

She broke her kiss and continued

“I can make it worth your while.”

Her hand dropped down, the small fingers dipping under the waistband of my pants. I felt them burrow down and reach to stroke against my cock.She  shifted towards me, pulling herself in a better position to tease along my chin with delicate licks,…and the soft scrapping of her teeth,…working ever closer to my trigger point as fingers wrapped around my shaft and shifted it lay within my jean.

“Nope,…”

That was a difficult denial I gave. I felt my blood pooling into my loins,  as her hand began polishing my crown and upper shaft and I couldn’t help but respond to her urging.. A shiver took me as I exhaled and tried to refocus on my balance of us in the saddle feeling the press of my jeans waistband against the swollen head which now peaked above my beltline.. With her feet locking around my hips she rolled her loins over my lap,. Pressing herself against the growing  bulk of my manhood.

Her eyes drifted down between us as she began to roll against my stiffening shaft balancing herself carefully as she used my shaft, obviously becoming distracted from her initial efforts to influence me.

Again she reached down, this time fingers unzipping my levis and pushing my underwear down. I reined Misty in finding my own excitement intensified as Kelli took control.  With reins in hand I gripped the saddles pommel and  pressed in the stirrups to lift myself as she worked to free my engorged shaft from its confines. For the most part our efforts met limited success. Seated in the saddle the levis were stretched such that although freed as I reseated my scrotum rested against the ragged teeth of the zipper.

Her lust had grown, lost in her excitement she I heard her murmur  “Fuck…” as she pressed her crotch against my full shaft and looked up to me. Cupping the back of my neck and pulled me into another deep,  passionate kiss as she reseated herself against my fullness.

I tightened my  grip on the saddle horn nesting her slightly as I spurred Misty into motion. Kelli gasped in that kiss in reaction to that sudden bounce under the horse's gait. Kelli found her balance and rhythm,..it didn’t take long for her squirms on my lap to find a cadence of movement with that of the horse.

She clung to me,…lips tugging on my neck and climbing higher to my ear as she lifted up.

“Baby slow down…”

I reined Misty  back and Kelli lowered herself,  slipping back  off to reach down. I felt her legs release me and her feet shift onto the saddle lifting herself up.  Steadying herself I felt her let go of her grip on me and balance herself delicately,..a rush of excitement hit me as I watched her reach between her legs and slide the crotch of her shorts aside,.. Her eyes met mine as she gripped my crown and led it to her slick wet lips.

I trembled there,..distracted by the need to focus on maintaining balance and control of Misty,…my heart quickening in the moment of knowing I was in Kelli's total control. I could read it in her eyes as she glanced up at me, a coy measure of self confidence and desire taking hold there as she pressed me into the moist warm folds of her sex,…eyes closing as she lost herself into that initial penetration.

Kelli rolled her hips, her tightness yielding as she dug her slipped her feet down and dug her heel into my calves and pressing my cock  deeper,…lifting herself as she grabbed my hair and shoulder she positioned herself over my my throbbing mass. As our eyes met and I recognized that determined look of lust in her eyes I gripped the saddlehorn tighter as she  pushed herself down, rocking as my length penetrated deeper and deeper under her play.

Her weight pushed against me, and I felt the pinch of my scrotum onto the metal of my zipper. With her rolling weight settled there and I flinched under the pain of those teeth raking against my sensitive spots. A flurry of obsenties escaped me as I felt the pain assault me,…but I was pinned under her, fixated by the her actions, the feel of her sheathed so deep, impulsive,…even knowing the consequential pain I spurred Misty forward as Kelli entwined herself, clinging there as the horses motion bounced her on my mass.

I can’t say it lasted long,…the painful scrap of metal on my scrotum started to build as skin raw by the metal grating began to burn. I continued to hold tight to the saddlehorn,  mesmerized by the feeling of being buried into her soaked heat,…the feel of her fucking,…of her using me in the moment…trying to focus on control of the mount as I was riden. Her slim hips began rolling in an ernst fuck of me.

Kelli moaned,…she clung to me. Her lips close to my ears and I heard every delicious whimper and groan of soft  cries of pleasure in the moment as she fucked me,..her vaginal walls clenching and releasing as she bit down on my shoulder muffling her sounds a.
nd hips churned on me. Misty slowed,…and Kelli reaching her peak leaned back, interlacing her fingers behind my neck as her hips rolled harder and faster grinding down onto me in that final effort to breach the edge of her orgasm.

I felt a mix wave of ecstasy…conflicted between the Kelli’s use of me and the  total pain with the hard rake of those metal teeth against my balls. As she rolled hard and gasped in sudden movement she pulled herself to me. She kissed me hard biting my lip as the wave of her release took hold. She shivered hard in that kiss and I felt her quiver and release in a  gasp.

It took a moment for me to realize Misty had stopped. We had returned to the gate and the mare stood quiet…as Kelli sat still impaled up on me savoring her receding aftershocks.

I didn’t say a word,…I gave her that quiet moment to regroup before as I shifted under her lifting my hips slightly under her to continue  and find my own efforts for release. Kelli released her teethy grip and kissed my neck.

“Thanks for the fuck cowboy.”  She murmured and pushed herself back with a satisfied grin.

I began to protest but her weight grated my scrotum against my zipper as she slid back.. I yelped in shock, and Kelli slipped away sliding down off the saddle.

“Wait  a minute..” .I protested…

Kelli laughed,…”I got mine…” she looked up at me while she rearranged her shorts, cocked her head giving  me a concerned look. “I can see my parents' house from here, and they could see us. “ She paused, then asked concerningly…” You ok?”

“You were fucking grating my balls like it was  on a cheese grater….jesus girl.” I lifted myself and peered down at the inflamed skin of my scrotum worn away …”christ..”

“I’ll get you some udder balm when we get back to the barn.”

I scoffed at her remark…my eyes still looking down noting my shaft glistening in her moisture.
I was hurting…I was still hard…unsatisfied and horny.

I heard her remark,…”I’ll get the gate and save you the pain…this time.” adding as she giggled

“Fuck this…”  Not thinking right…. I swung my leg up and over impulsively dropped quick from the saddle and immediately regretted it. Pants unzipped dropped binding my movement in my dismount, and I gasped at a sudden sharp pain and lost by balance. I fell unceremoniously to the ground landing in a face first heap.

Horses spooked, scattering in the moment as I hugged the ground in white flash of pain.

Kelli broke into laughter further humiliating me in the moment. Still snickering as she controlled herself to a point “Oh my God,….babe,…that was soooo….”

She stopped her words mid sentence as I slowly lifted myself up, my eyes  meeting her the humour in her eyes.

She knew the look. She backed up raising a hand.

“Babe, lets go home and I promise to personally tend to your wounds.” She turned slightly from me retreating  towards the gate

I muttered lowly,…”Oh this is so not done.”

I crawled  back to my feet. One hand gripping the unhinged pants as my cock still swollen dangled and waved in a partial erection as I moved. I must have been a sight, stalking her half undressed, soiled by the fall into the dirt with that dangling cock.

She glanced back giggling then saw the look of determination in my eyes. Her mood hardly changed even when she recognized the signs. I began walking towards her clutching my pants  and  she turned to me raising a hand to stop me.

Kelli broke into laughter as she backed up. “You realize how ridiculous you look?”

I didn’t answer, but kept narrowing the space between us, backing her against the metal fence.

I heard her mutter,…”Oh my god.,…” still laughing at me as I cornered her.

“Babe,…” Kelli attempted to dodge my advances.dipping and darting to the side. I reached out and hooked her waist as she dipped by. Hoisting her off her feet while she kicked and protested she laughed,…twisted to me and started punching my chest. “Fucking let go of me…”

I answered in absolute.

“No.”

I twisted about to the fence and set her down against it pressing in as  I  leaned to kiss her,  even as her fists hit my chest in protest. My kiss settled deeper as I reached up and found her wrists as she squirmed there in the moment lifting them to pin them against the top rail of the metal post.

Restrained there , that deep kiss of our lips moving now together quelled her fight. I felt the tension pass and released her wrists as she fed into the passion of the moment. She reached up, wrapping her arms about my neck, cupping the back of my head as she moved in her lips in response in growing heat kissing me back. Pushing her hips to me she broke that kiss, her dark eyes looking up at me as her quickened breaths betrayed her need.

Our eyes locked and I muttered low, “Say no and I’ll stop”

She shook her head in disagreement, “Gwad, just  fuck me…” she muttered and twisted herself  around against the gate.

I muttered,…”Was there any other decision here.” I bent and hooked my finger into her shorts and underwear, pulling them down completely. Kelli kicked them free then spread her legs shoving her tight buttocks back towards me as she arched  and hooked her arms around the top rail.

There was almost a plea of need in her eyes as I hunched down and fed my cock back into her. As I penetrated her grip tightened to the rail steadying herself as I latched tight to  her hips and began a slow thrust. She didn’t hold back, moaning loudly.

Once in I reached up and gripped the rail myself and began a quickened rain of shallow thrusts on her. She wanted more,She looked back expectantly as i felt her lift a leg and hook it to a lower rail offering deeper penetration. I took it.

My cock burrowed into her,…punching quickly as plunged into that sweet tightness and felt her pussy sucking on my bulk as I sawed into her. The gate rattled as our actions intensified and we fucked there. Her hips bucking under my thrusts, fully engulfed my balls slapped under her. There was pain, but pain mired under the heat and excitement of the moment.

And this time….

This time…

My release was not denied.

I dropped my hands to her waist as I reached my peak,…grinding hard as I hunched over her petite frame. Groaning as my cock pulsed  inside her and spilled my seed into her depths.She came after me…a hard shudder as she clung to the fence.

I heard her mutter an astonished  “Fuck.” as we stood there afterwards panting.I kissed her neck,…and earlobe….muttered lowly “I got mine.”

She trembled at my words, letting her breaths settle before replying “Mmhmm…that was hot baby.”

I murmured lowly in agreement still panting hard.. Kelli ease forward disengaging us.as and knelt there as she lowered down to pick up her shorts and underwear. She paused for a moment and I felt her fingers cup my scrotum and lift.Glancing down I could see her assessing the damage down there.

“Babe,..”

“What love?”

We seriously need to go into town and switch you to button down 501’s” I don’t want this happening again.

Even though I winced at her touch,…I smiled.

I liked the thought of a next time.

[Bear]

Button Down Jeans

I reined the Tennasee Walker in, taking a moment to remove my baseball cap off and wipe the brow sweat away,…and to admire the view ahead.

Kelli sat on Rain, the offspring of the mare I rode that day.  Kelli was an eyeful of a beauty whose passion and sexual adventurous side had caught my attention. For months she surprised me at every turn with impulsive behavior, sexually and personally, …a wild free spirit which which had fused her life with mine.

Scantily clad that early summer morning in nothing but a  white tank top and terry cloth shorts, Kelli’s legs dangled to the side of the mount she rode bareback. She seldom wore boots, even this day astride a horse she opted for flip flops. She looked back at me beaming that gorgeous smile of hers, her soft voice stroking that sexual aura which could manipulate any man.

“Get the gate.”

Her words broke my trance of affirmation of her tight little body.We had arrived at the property line of her parents ranch to a gate into a neighbors ranch, giving us access to a larger cattle ranch and miles of new and undiscovered trails in the backcountry of Northern California. It was my first visit there and she eagerly wanted to share the roots of her background with me on this trip.

I swung out of the saddle and gathered Misty's reins leading her past Kelli and Rain to the gate. As I passed Kelli I felt her snatch my baseball cap off my.head

I halted and glanced up at her exclaiming  “Hey!”

She looked down at me as she bundled her long black hair and weaved it  through the cap.

“It’s getting hot and the suns in my eyes.” she replied with a mischievous smile.

I gave a grunting replied,..” Don't give me that shit, you’re wearing sunglasses.”

“And I look good in them don’t I?”

She did,..and now sitting there straight with my cap on and that satisfied little smirk on her face, those dark lenses were hiding sparkling eyes, I gave a sigh of resignation I wasn’t going to win if I argued  the point.

I moved to the gate and raised the chain leading Misty and myself thru and to the side to allow Kelli and Rain to pass uninhibited. Kelli nudged Rain into a slow trot and urged her into a canter as soon as they passed.

I muttered “Jesus…”, shaking my head as I realized she had left me in her dust.  I closed the gate, rehooked the chain and swung myself back into the saddle, prodding Misty into a gallop to catch up.

I had to slow her down a couple times as trails branched away and I had to read the hoof prints in the dirt to decipher Rain’s trail. After a few minutes we  found Kelli and Rain standing by a narrow river edge, Rain drinking  lazily and relaxed.

Kelli glanced back “What took you so long?”

I prodded Misty alongside her and Rain, “Well I don’t exactly know where we are  ahead..going babe.”

Kelli pointed ahead “There,” she replied, “.. that hill. I figured you’d like to get a lay of the land and the view up there is amazing.”

My eyes followed her direction to  the low rising hill nearby. It would take a bit to ride up there, but we both wanted a chance to share a common bond. An easy going horseback ride together would strengthen that.

Yet, My eyes drifted to the water before us. The early summer rain had swollen the creek into a fast flow. The creek, typically narrow,  at the moment might provide a bit of a challenge. The opposite bank had a manageable access point, but it was quite narrow.

I cast my eyes downstream where the river widened . “Kelli, there’s  bound to be a better ford , than this.”

“I’ve been riding these trails for 15 years babe,…we can do this.”

“Kelli,…” I let my words trail off unspoken. I had meant to advise her to move upstream to account for the water flow, but the seasoned rider she was,   it was an unnecessary suggestion. Kelli nudged Rain to move upstream before turning again into the flow of water.

“You coming?” she shouted at me.

“After you cross.” I shouted back. I settled back to watch knowing unlike Rain, Misty would be dealing with the added weight of the saddle and tack when swimming across. The back of my mind had pretty well settled on moving downstream where the flow was shallower.

Misty sidestepped in the water, her nervous behavior perhaps an indicator of what was to follow. As Rain moved into deeper water, Kelli slide from her back hanging on to her mount with a fist of mane and her reins and sidestroked beside the horse into the quick flow.

They almost made it. Rain nearly gained a foothold at the edge of the rise leading up, but the flow carried her a shade too far. Where she did gain a foothold it was slick and steep and I watched as Kelli attempting to slide back atop was caught off guard. Rains foothold collapsed under her and I watched speechless as the horse buckled down and slid off the bank falling to the side as they both went under the water.

My heart leapt to my throat, and I stiffened in terror. Kelli was an experienced swimmer, but the danger of being trapped under Rain,…being kicked,..knocked senseless….a wave of fear swept over me briefly until I saw Kelli’s head pop free of the water's surface. She trashed briefly in the water.

I muttered a quick oath and swung Misty about, spurring her on into a gallup as and raced us down the creekbed.

Sweeping glances back I breathed a little relief as I eyed her stroking now back across the swift river flow. I gave us distance before reining Misty into the water. WIth a huge splash we entered the creek at the widening creek.  I kept prodding Misty forward as she found her footing and waded chest high into the flow while I kept an eye on Kelli bobbing in the flow,now stroking in determined strokes towards us.

I had judged right, the water depth was manageable, and Misty kept her footing against the flow as we settled there a doable intersection point. As she was carried in the current, Kelli paused her strokes, bobbed there until the distance between us narrowed and she swam angling in to us.Reaching out  our hand latched tight and I pulled her in. She gripped the saddle's pommel . It had to be an adrenaline rush of the moment for me to hook under her arms and pluck her up put of the water and slide her across my lap. She slid a leg around me and settled on my lap face to face..

“Jesus babe,..” I muttered, “ are you okay?”

She sputtered a wave of profanity, Then looked up at me, her disheveled dark hair plastered to her face, and the white tank top soaked sticking tight to hug her petite body. Her sunglasses were gone, and too my hat. My eyes didn’t meet hers they drifted lower locked to her breasts and the jut of her nipples poking against the shearness of the fabric.

She paused  her  slew of epitaphs and murmured her annoyance.,..“Christ,…Eyes up here cowboy.”

For a moment I sat  embarrassed, and tried to deflect the moment reaching up to pluck river weed from her  hair.  “You never answered my question,..are you all right.”

She sighed and leaned against my chest. “I am fine, Just my pride is bruised.”

“Good,”, I prodded Misty back to shore and felt Kelli wrap her arms about me and  give me a hug.

“Thanks babe.”

“For?”

“Rescuing me.”, she reached up cupping my face and gave me a quick soft kiss.

I grunted, stoically replying teasingly. “ You can swim, …I was looking for my hat. You were just passing by.”

She punched me in the shoulder, muttering “Bastard.”

“Yeah,… still….” I paused and glanced upstream as I nudged Misty the final step out of the river . Rain stood on the river bank shaking herself of the water. She casted a look back at us, then turned and trotted off back down the trail towards the gate. From all appearances Rain seemed fine and unhurt from the fall.

“I liked that hat.” I continued. “And there goes your ride by the way”

Kelli twisted her attention to the disappearing horse and broke into another wave of epitaphs of profanity. She began to move, pulling her leg back from me. I cupped her leg and halted her.

“What do you think you’re doing.?”

“Turning around,…I don’t like riding backwards.”

“Whoa girl,..” I meant to stop Kelli, MIsty also responded pulling up.

I looked down into Kelli’s eyes and  continued, “You just want the reins.”

She gave me a sharp glare at my denial. “I know the way back.” She spoke flatly

I laughed, “I can sort that out myself, you’ve lost enough horses for the day I don’t care to walk back.”

I nudged Misty back into motion into a slow trot back to the trailhead. Kelli's eyes studied me for a moment and  her demur, chnaged.

“I don’t enjoy riding backwards,..”

“You just want the reins,…it ain’t happening. Enjoy the intimacy of the moment.”

“I get motion sickness…”

I cut her off, “Find something to distract yourself then., if you take the reins then I’’ll just end up  end up playing with your tits.”

I turned Misty back onto the trail and we headed back.

She quipped lightly, “Is that a  bad thing?”

[Bear]

The wind of heaven is that which blows between a horse’s ears. ~Arabian Proverb

[Bear]

Males would greatly appreciate it.

[Bear]

I seriously don't know where to put this post….

But local legend of a strange musical  bellow was in the wilderness north of me was finally unraveled with a photo and video:

Saxsquatch!

video at

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-yIhqEDxbFU&feature=emb_logo

[Bear]

Pearl Jam—  Just Breathe

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kuq7RYQ8Wa0

An intensely personal song,  I first heard,… well maybe not but … better described, the first time I truly listened to the lyrics, while sitting bedside in hospice vigilance of a friend who literally passed in my arms a few hours later.

It reminds me with the epidemic,..social unrest, dodging asteroids…well we shouldn't need all that  to compel us to embrace each moment with those you love.

Yes, I understand that every life must end, uh-huh
As we sit alone, I know someday we must go, uh-huh
Oh I'm a lucky man, to count on both hands the ones I love
Some folks just have one, yeah, others, they've got none

Stay with me…
Let's just breathe…

Practiced on my sins, never gonna let me win, uh-huh
Under everything, just another human being, uh-huh
I don't wanna hurt, there's so much in this world to make me bleed

Stay with me
You're all I see…

Did I say that I need you?
Did I say that I want you?
Oh, if I didn't I'm a fool you see
No one knows this more than me

As I come clean…
I wonder everyday, as I look upon your face, uh-huh
Everything you gave
And nothing you would take, oh no

Nothing you would take
Everything you gave…

Did I say that I need you?
Oh, did I say that I want you?
Oh, if I didn't I'm a fool you see
No one knows this more than me
As I come clean, ah…

Nothing you would take
Everything you gave
Hold me 'til I die
Meet you on the other side…

[Bear]

The empty streets of Amsterdam on New Years Eve caused my mind to wander,

It flows where it usually goes …memories of her.

She was wrapped in a sheet with her post coitus glow. I couldn't help but notice the intensity of her eyes following me as I rise from her arms to dress.

“I need to go to work luv.” I rose from the bed and begin to slip my pants on.

She seductively wets those kissable lips “Babe, really? Call in sick and come back to bed”

I roll my eyes. The girl is insatiable sometime. We had already spent a night wrapped in the wildness of passion which had earmarked our relationship and had spent the better part of 10 minutes in discussion of my going to work.

I sighed and replied, “Nope as tempted as I am.. I need to go.”

I leaned down intent to giving her a swift goodbye kiss. She has other ideas…regarding kisses.

It takes willpower to disengage from those lips. Yet she is persistent in her need. I strain back against a clinging grip. As I sit aside her I reach down to pull on my boots. Immediately I feel her tight breasts pressing against my back. I feel her soft plump lips kissing my shoulder and fingernails nails stroking along my side. I close my eyes and momentarily lose my self to nibbling,…the kisses,.. teasing those sweet sensitive spots she knows.

Reason of obligation which my mind tells me to follow is fading under the buckle of the physical need.

With a heavy sigh I mutter “I gotta go.”

“Babe,..”

I untangle myself from her searching for and finding and my rumpled shirt tossed haphazardly aside onto the florrin the heat of last nights passion.

The woman is persistent…she slips from the bed, following me. Her hand unzipping me as she reaches in to touch my growing bulge still persistent on working those sweet spots.

My breath hard now…crap,  my cock also hard now… I stand at at that edge trembling. Two heads are at war…the head of logic in my brain and the seeping head of my cock.

I feel her now, pressing again those hardened nipples against me as she stands on tiptoes and those lips…gwad those lips… kiss and tug on that trigger spot.

A whisper….”Please….”

Fuck it…There's a point where discussion is irrelevant. I breach any sense of self control,  twisting about to grab her arm and push her to the wall with the bed sheet pooling at her feet.

There's no foreplay. I take what I want….

Wordless…Swift … hard…I take what is mine. My fat shaft drives immediately into her tight pussy and pummels her slick channel to fulfill my selfish need.

She was already in that heightened state, when I acted, immediate and in stern authority of the moment  it was enough … orgasms come to her. They hit her in crashing waves as my hips churn and fingers tighten my grip on her petite body.

I cum with a grunt and hold  her tight to the wall as my reality slowly comes back into focus.

I am now late for work.

I pull that withering cock from her drenched hole feeling her sag under buckling knees. Orgasms still sweep her and I ease her spasm racked  body to the floor,…feeling indifference to her naked state.

Stepping away I begin to stuff my package back inside my pants and zip up. Reaching for the door, I pause,  casting a quick glance to her and noted she still curled against the wall.  Somehow in her dazed condition she has gathered the sheet to her. Her eyes still glossed in recovery unfocused.

I am not even certain she had heard my farewell “Have a great day princess.”

Yet, even now behind schedule,  I could not hold any resentment towards her for putting me in the predicament of being late to work.

After all,…

She did say “Please.”

[Bear]

HAN

A Korean Word for which there is no literal English translation.

It's a state of mind.  Of soul, really.

A sadness.

A sadness so deep no tears will come.

An yet, still, there is hope.

OHHHH I love that word, Amazing how some cultures have words that are precise to a state of human emotion.
Good one

[Bear]

Sorry Jess, maybe next contest. The muse is for the holidays is quashed.

[Bear]

[img]https://th.bing.com/th/id/OIP.bisIFekoZOLNJWeWcp4pvwHaL2?pid=Api&rs=1[/img]

[Bear]

I stand under the tree in Amsterdam when she walks by and stands close.

She's lovely in her skimpy pink outfit,.a blouse with an exposed undercut of  perky breasts, thigh-high stockings covering lovely legs.

There is small insignificant chatter,

silence…

Broken when she asks “A penny for your thoughts.”

Some thoughts are just priceless.

[Bear]

“One day he’ll realize he is and was wrong. But that’s for him to figure out. You can’t change people or make them realize things they don’t want to see.”
― Dominic Riccitello

[Bear]

mmm…

The young city slicker of a girl said she had never had a seasoned cowboy before….

Lets just say…

she had never been had by a cowboy that knew how to take what he wanted…

But  by early morning it was pretty well made clear to her what a seasoned rider could do.

Any questions?

(55 words Jess)

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