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... a ride in the afternoon after we had finished messing around in the Winnebago, but George and Clive were absolutely hopeless, just like a pair of typical dumb guys on a horse. George was a bit embarrassed and complained that it was so much harder than riding on the beach! I was very diplomatic and altered the route. We reached my favourite picnic spot a little later than I had anticipated as we had to go the slow and easy way, and we were all quite hungry when we stopped. It was lovely by the stream with the sound of the waterfall and shade of the big oak trees. I chilled out with Karen while George and Clive compared various notes on why horse riding was not for them.

Karen had a slight glow from the ride and looked so beautiful in the flickering mottled light of the sun as it passed through the leaves. She saw me staring at her, mesmerised by how she made me feel. She could see how I felt, and her beautiful smile not only told me that she felt the same, but made my heart miss a beat. I stretched out my hand and she gently held it. I promised Karen that I would make sure we got to do some really good riding first thing Sunday morning. She was so cheeky and direct. She just grinned and whispered that she really couldn't wait that long and hoped there would be an opportunity for some great riding when we got into bed. The guys looked perplexed as we sat there giggling uncontrollably, refusing to share our joke. We decided that it was time to get back for dinner.

Eileen ...

... and Karen really got on well now. She loved being a hostess and was so happy to have some guests to entertain that she refused any help and cooked a wonderful meal which was more than matched by the conversation which had us laughing all evening. George had so many hysterical stories, he was quite the comedian. Rob and George got on really well too, although Rob seemed to have a bit of a problem with Clive. I suspected that it was an alpha-male rivalry thing and was so glad I was a girl without that sort of baggage. When I escorted Clive and George out to the Winnebago to say goodnight, I checked with George and he told me he was 95% sure that Rob was in the closet and told me his 'gaydar' was never wrong. I had to remind him about his complete failure to detect Clive's incoming love arrow and my little secret at the first photo-shoot and, with a big chuckle, he revised his estimate down to 90%.

Karen seemed especially hands-on that night and she leapt on me and confided that riding a horse always made her super horny. She absolutely loved my cock and I had to make her promise to keep the noise down as, although I liked being filmed, I was not so keen on broadcasting the sound of my lovemaking around the house. That just seemed a bit rude and I was always a bit embarrassed when I heard Eileen and Rob at it. She did not keep that promise and I don't think I really helped at all after she brought out 'it'. 'It' was her large vibrating dildo and she told me there was something ...