Until now he has just kissed me, not touched me, but now I feel his hand on my midriff just below my breasts. I watch fascinated until the whip tails actually make contact with my left breast. I begin to understand how this wonderful man can release my innate creativity and leave my mind clear of everyday problems and focused entirely on my horse. He rides me on through it till we both begin to come down the other side and then collapse exhausted in one another’s arms. It feels wonderful, but he takes it out again and comes back with another, slightly stouter one. Until now he has just kissed me, not touched me, but now I feel his hand on my midriff just below my breasts. He helps me up onto the horse and gently holds me as I ease myself down onto the dildo, till I have it wholly within me once again.
