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‘The others are meeting us there, so let’s get the night started!’ Jenny sang as they left her flat. ———————- Rosalie pushed her way through the crowd, trying to find her table. The pounding music in the background was starting to give her a headache and all she wanted to do was leave, but she had already promised Jenny she wouldn’t leave before midnight. Locating her table, she made her way towards it. Jen, Sienna and Abby were sitting around a table laughing at something or the other. Out of the 4 of them, Sienna had always been the most glamorous, the most gorgeous, and the one that got the most attention. At 6 foot, she had the height, and appearance of a model. Her golden blonde hair was cropped into a cute pixie cut, and her baby blue eyes were framed by long thick lashes. One look at her and most men were left speechless. However, her cold bitchy demeanor more then cancelled out her stunning looks. Sitting down next to Abby, she noticed the neat row of shots that were sitting. Thankfully, Paul ended her lesson for that day soon after and she was able to return to the house to shower and relax.Two days later, Emma returned to the stables and asked Paul if he would continue the training. He told her that the most important thing was for her to ride in a racing saddle long enough to actually forget about the saddle and just be able to concentrate on the mount. Once again they rode the perimeter, slightly faster on each lap, just so that Emma could begin to learn her balance points and how to anticipate the horse's movements. In his peripheral vision, he saw her experience her first orgasm as her body shudder from its release. He knew what was happening and what had caused it, but said nothing. An hour later they were approaching the second turn on their third lap. He could see that Emma was beginning to breathe harder so he called for them to stop.Quickly dismounting, he went to Emma and helped her down, allowing her to slide through his arms, his handles.
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