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Wild for horsesThey walked on for hours, picking their way through the forest. Tanya kept pressing Bill for more information about himself. But he didn't say much, so gradually she started telling him all about herself. "Did you ever see a picture called, 'The Wild Stallion'? It's all about this horse who wants to be free…" she rattled on. Bill chewed on a piece of grass reflectively. He glanced at Tanya from time to time. He was wondering if she was a virgin. Her breasts jutted out of the clean white shirt she was wearing. And her blue jeans fitted her crotch and hips and legs very tightly. He saw the way that, sometimes, especially when she was talking about horses, that she slid her crotch back and forth in the saddle. He thought about what he would find if he pulled her to the ground and opened up those tight jeans of hers. He thought of her lying underneath him, with her legs raised and spread wide, her cunt wet and open to him. While he fingered her and prepared her to take his piece for the very first time. He moved uncomfortably in the saddle ...» |
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