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She saw the anticipation in his eyes as she led gray horse from the stable. No reins or saddle today she thought, and stepped from the fence to straddle his bare back. Her hands wrapped in his silky mane, her thighs pressed against him, they rode smoothly through trees, enjoying the earthy smell of the forest floor. They climbed toward the mountain meadow, while she matched the stallion's rythm,   moving with him, feeling his strength, tightening her grip as his stride lengthened. Almost there she thought, just a little farther. Suddenly they were over the ridge, and galloping into the pungent meadow filled with the blossoms of wild flowers,   and the lush green grass of summer, and into an explosion of scents and sunlight.
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Mar 1, 2013
Mar 1, 2013 at 4:01 PM UTC
Spring dreams of summer...
She saw the anticipation in his eyes as she led gray horse from the stable. No reins or saddle today she thought, and stepped from the fence to straddle his bare back. Her hands wrapped in his silky mane, her thighs pressed against him, they rode smoothly through trees, enjoying the earthy smell of the forest floor. They climbed toward the mountain meadow, while she matched the stallion's rythm,   moving with him, feeling his strength, tightening her grip as his stride lengthened. Almost there she thought, just a little farther. Suddenly they were over the ridge, and galloping into the pungent meadow filled with the blossoms of wild flowers,   and the lush green grass of summer, and into an explosion of scents and sunlight.
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Mar 1, 2013
Mar 1, 2013 at 4:01 PM UTC
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