Despite her modest appearance, she had a natural beauty that often went unnoticed. Embarrassed, Sarah quickly looked away, her face flushing with heat. She eagerly anticipated the next time she could be alone with Thunder, her mind filled with fantasies of their next encounter. “Fuck, this is so wrong,” she whispered to herself, but she couldn’t stop. Sarah was a mid-40s woman with a lean, muscular build from years of hard farm work. Later that afternoon, Sarah returned to the stable to groom Thunder. She finished grooming him as quickly as possible and left the stable, but the image of Thunder’s enormous cock lingered in her mind. The sight of it, thick and pulsing, sent a rush of heat to her core. She eagerly anticipated the next time she could be alone with Thunder, her mind filled with fantasies of their next encounter.
