Heather
Heather galloped along Saunton Sands on the pure white horse, her long blonde hair flowing in the wind. Her body was in unison with “White Lightning”. She rose and fell with the galloping of the horse and each time she hit the saddle, she felt her pubes being pressurised! She loved it and realised why women love horse riding! She was very lucky to have found White Lightning saddled and ready to go. Her escape was a very close call indeed.Too close for comfort! ...