<div class="floatleft">(http://www.malemodelscene.net/wp-content/gallery/012013/david-gandy-7-hollywood-fall-winter-2012-03.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Virgil Matthews<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Mid-afternoon<br/><strong>Activity:</strong>Trying to keep from being consumed, ranch work<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Cowboy boots, blue jeans, white t-shirt with a tan cowboy hat<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Cheyenne<br/><br/>Cheyenne was right about him getting Gunsmoke ready, but that was more of a task than it should have been. But then usually he had men on hand to help with the process of moving the prized stud from his stall to the breeding corral. Today he was going to manage it on his own. It would not be the first, nor the last time that he had done so.<br/><br/>He gave the Stallion a quick grooming, making double sure to get any burrs and debris off the underside of the stallion as he brushed the antsy fellow down. Calypso was on the other side of the stable, and Gunsmoke could smell the fact that she was in heat. But the old stud knew that getting out of control wasn’t likely to increase his odds of getting where he needed to be.<br/><br/>Virgil had owned Gunsmoke since he had been a colt and so he knew that the old stud would know how to handle a skittish mare who’d never done this before. In much the same way as he was handling Cheyenne. Oh he knew he could provoke whatever reaction he wanted from Cheyenne, she had admitted to being a virgin. He had had more than his fair share of women in his life and knew how to tease and please them before even taking them to his bed. He knew he was being much more overt with Cheyenne than he might otherwise be.<br/><br/>But they both knew she was going to end up in his bed tonight. But he wanted her to be looking forward to it with a hungry lust instead of looking forward to it with a frightened uncertainty. He knew had he taken a little longer with her on the hood of his car she would have all but begged him to fuck her right then and there. But he wanted her first time to be a romantic evening where he pleased her repeatedly and slowly over the course of the evening rather than a hurried rut up against the side of his truck.<br/><br/>There would be time for some of that later. But for now he wanted to stoke that bonfire of need and feed it with huge logs of arousal.<br/>