<strong>Jonesy and Suzy, in the stable</strong><br/><br/>Jonesy nodded and nudged his head towards the back “Brutus is back there, and in one of his moods I believe. Once we calm him down though, he’s a big ole softy.” He chuckled and walked with her to the back, where the clopping of the agitated horse could be found. Once they were there, Brutus could be seen pacing. He seemed to be keeping an eye on them as he did so. “Suzy…Brutus, Brutus, meet Suzy” Jonesy said with the mirth he couldn’t contain at this particular prospect. “Suzy…I’m going to need you to take that dress off now”<br/><br/>He looked to her patiently. His eyes weren’t offering a hint of humor, though perhaps his voice was. “Take it off and start fingering yourself. Let Brutus get a good whiff of that tight little pussy”. It would appear as though the horse was expecting something, as it had already picked up her scent from their previous fucking, but something a little more fresh should get his attention real good. Jonesy waited for her reaction with interest. When a girl says anything, he wants to make sure she means it.<br/>