I was thrown down on the soft bed, and my head was jolted back as I fell.I was thrown down on the soft bed, and my head was jolted back as I fell. The bed had large twining wooden posts, supporting a canopy that towered above me. As he threw himself on top of me, I contemplated how I got into this unique position. I had been out for my daily ride on my beautiful black mare, when my brother-in-law showed up. He was riding his devilishly red, Arabian stallion when I saw him. He rode that creature in a flat out run, jumping over anything in his rampant path. It was incredable to see him so invigorated with life. Being in his late 20's, he had long, blond hair that flew in the wind. He wore a tight black riding outfit that showed off the muscles in his arms and legs straining as rode hard. A taut, gleeful smile was present across his face. I wanted him. Just seeing Michael like that drove sharp heat between my thighs. |