The past can only be reminisced.

I remember that day my friends and I went horseback riding along the Richmond River. Usually, a large group of us would go there, chatting and laughing. Sometimes we'd go fishing for Canadian salmon in small groups, or simply admire the endless, cloudless sky.

The lush green maple leaves in early autumn created a natural spectacle that you can only truly appreciate by experiencing it firsthand.

The sky was a deep blue. Flocks of migratory birds flew south in V-formations or straight lines towards California.

I was completely captivated by that picturesque scene. Having grown up in Hong Kong, how often do I have the chance to see and experience something like this?

It's like another world. Riding slowly on a horse in that sparsely populated area, with the wind blowing in my face—it was truly wonderful!

In the distance, two girls, around twenty years old, were running towards me. Each wore a tight-fitting sportswear outfit, and their figures were stunning—perfectly proportioned, neither too thin nor too plump. Their breasts swayed rhythmically, captivating my gaze and stirring inappropriate thoughts. As

they drew closer, the two blonde women greeted me with a "hello," and I returned the greeting, "Hi, it's a nice day." Suddenly, they stopped and asked if they could ride horses with me.

Before I could even say "okay," they introduced themselves. One was named Nancy, the other Christina,

and they spoke Cantonese and Khmer! Haha, I thought, "Heaven is truly helping me!" I wasn't about to let such an opportunity slip by. They quickly explained that Christina and Nancy had previously worked in Hong Kong for four years in an office building in Central, before returning to California after their company went bankrupt.

We hit it off immediately, chatting as we rode. Nancy seemed like a gentle lady with a great figure, easily an 80 out of 100. I was already plotting how to make my move.

Her sweet face captivated me, and her open, Western-educated manner made her uninhibited and talkative. We quickly became quite familiar with each other.

She asked if we could ride together into the deep woods. I lifted her up, my hands supporting her soft body, almost touching her breasts, making my heart pound. I jumped on, one behind the other.

The saddle was just big enough for two. She pulled on the reins with her left hand and kicked the horse with her feet. In a flash, I, sitting behind her, had to hold her slender waist tightly. It turned out she was quite a skilled rider. We rode and talked.

The road was uneven, and I rocked her back and forth as I held her. Perhaps the saddle in front of her was giving her pleasure, and I felt a little groan too. I unconsciously stroked her body, and my body underwent a physical change. I pressed hard against her back, and I believe she felt it too.

Later, she swayed her body back and forth more intentionally or unintentionally, which intensified my pleasure and aroused my lust. I gently pushed up her coat and reached my hand to her lower abdomen. It was soft and slippery, warm and gentle to the touch. She didn't resist and even pressed her body back. I almost lost control of my erection.

I slid my hand down and slipped it into her ultra-fine panties. They were so thin they felt like nothing. As soon as I touched the top of the panties, I felt a warm, fuzzy flow. I counted the hairs like Zhang Fei's whiskers, feeling both surprised and delighted. My palms sweated, and when I touched further down, the edge of her vulva was already wet.

I gently brushed aside her pubic hair, rubbing it lightly, while my other hand stroked her firm breasts, gently rubbing her nipples. Nancy moaned softly, swaying her body back and forth as if afraid of losing something, following the movements of my fingers, her movements rhythmic and intense.

My five fingers were also wet, and I had no time to think. I rubbed her vulva with my middle finger, making her urge the horse to gallop faster into the woods. Seeing her eagerness, I whispered in her ear, "Nancy, can we make love on horseback? I've never had this experience before."

She immediately nodded in agreement, and then lifted her body forward to make it easier for me to pull down her sweatpants and black panties. I quickly took out my penis and thrust it into her vulva.

Nancy responded forcefully, her plump arms rising and falling with the horse's galloping movements, sometimes deep, sometimes shallow, sometimes swaying, and I responded just as closely.

In that open field, unrestrained, I cupped her breasts, sometimes gently rubbing, sometimes gripping tightly, my penis sliding in and out of her vulva, sucking and slurping, as copious amounts of fluid flowed down between our legs.

I don't know how long we ran, until we reached the depths of the forest, where I continued thrusting with her, waves of pleasure washing over me. Her vulva gripped my penis tightly and rhythmically, bringing me to the peak of orgasm.

Finally, I pressed deeply into Nancy's vulva, sending all my semen into her paradise. She held me tightly from behind until my penis withdrew.

A gust of autumn wind blew, and we gently put our clothes back on, lingering close for a while, softly kissing each other, as if we had endless things to say. I told her I would share our story online, and she happily agreed.

I gave her the website address as well. She said she would respond. I especially want to thank her for those pleasant memories.

Hello, are you online now, Nancy? It's so nice to see you, everyone. I had sex with you sweetly and deeply. What a wonderful time with you. Call me next time, if you're going to have sex again,

your lovely man
. I remember that day when my friends and I went horseback riding along the Richmond River. Usually, a large group of us would go there to chat and laugh. Or we'd go fishing for Canadian salmon in small groups, or just to enjoy the endless, cloudless scenery.

The lush maple leaves in early autumn, that kind of natural beauty, can only be truly appreciated by experiencing it firsthand. The

blue sky. Flocks of migratory birds flew south towards California in V-formations or straight lines.

I was completely captivated by that poetic and picturesque scene. As someone who grew up in Hong Kong, how many opportunities did I have to see and experience this firsthand?

It was like another world. In that sparsely populated area, I slowly rode the horse, the wind blowing against me—haha, it was truly wonderful!

In the distance, two girls, around twenty years old, were running towards me, each wearing a tight-fitting sportswear outfit. Their figures were incredibly sexy, perfectly proportioned, neither too fat nor too thin. Their breasts swayed rhythmically, captivating my gaze and stirring inappropriate thoughts within me. As they

ran closer, the two blonde ladies greeted me with a "hello," and I returned the greeting, "hi, it's a nice day." Suddenly, one of them stopped and asked if she could ride with me.

Before I could even say "okay," they immediately introduced themselves. One was named Nancy, and the other Christina.

They could speak Cantonese and Khmer! Haha, I thought, "Heaven is really trying to help me!" How could I let such an opportunity slip by? We chatted away, and it turned out that Christina and Nancy had previously worked in Hong Kong, in an office building in Central for four years, before returning to California after their company went bankrupt.

We hit it off immediately, talking as we walked. Nancy seemed like a rather gentle lady, with a very good figure—a perfect 80. I was already plotting how to strike up a conversation with her.

Her sweet face captivated me. Her Western-educated, open-minded nature allowed her to speak freely about everything under the sun, and we quickly became quite familiar.

She asked if we could ride together into the deep forest. I lifted her up, my hands supporting her soft body, almost touching her breasts, making my heart pound. I jumped on, one behind the other.

The saddle was just big enough for two. She pulled on the reins with her left hand and kicked the horse with her feet. In a flash, I, sitting behind her, had to hold her slender waist tightly. It turned out she was quite a skilled rider. We rode and talked.

The road was uneven, and my body swayed up and down as I held her. Perhaps the saddle in front of her was giving her pleasure; I felt a little groan too. Intentionally or unintentionally, I stroked her body, and a physical change occurred within me. I pressed my hard against her back, and I believe she felt it too.

Later, she intentionally or unintentionally swayed her body back and forth, which aroused me even more and increased my lust. I gently pushed up her coat and reached my hand to her lower abdomen. It was soft and slippery, warm and smooth to the touch. She didn't resist and even pressed her body back. I almost lost control of my erection.

I slid my hand down and slipped it into her ultra-small panties. They were so thin they felt like nothing. As soon as I touched the top of the panties, I could feel the warm flow of hair. I was both surprised and delighted to see the pubic hair, which resembled Zhang Fei's whiskers. My palms were sweating. When I touched further down, the area around her vulva was already wet.

I gently brushed her pubic hair aside and rubbed it lightly. With my other hand, I stroked her firm breasts and gently rubbed her nipples. At this moment, Nancy also made a hoarse sound and swayed her body up and down and back and forth, as if afraid of losing something. She followed my fingers and rubbed them vigorously.

My five fingers were also dripping wet, and I had no time to think. I rubbed her peach blossom cave with my middle finger, making her urge the horse to gallop faster into the woods. Seeing that she was also very impatient, I whispered in her ear, "Nancy, can we make love on horseback? I've never had this experience before."

She immediately nodded in agreement and lifted her body forward to make it easier for me to pull down her sweatpants and black panties. I quickly took out my penis and thrust it into her peach blossom.

Nancy responded powerfully with her plump buttocks, moving up and down with the horse's galloping movements, sometimes deep, sometimes shallow, sometimes swaying. I also responded tightly.

In that open field, without restraint, I cupped her breasts, sometimes gently rubbing, sometimes tightly gripping, my penis sliding in and out of her peach blossom cave, sucking and slurping, and a large amount of spring water flowed down between our legs.

I don't know how long we ran, until we reached the depths of the forest. We were truly thrusting, wave after wave of sensation washing over me. Her vulva gripped my penis tightly and rhythmically, bringing me to the peak of orgasm.

Finally, I pressed myself deeply into Nancy's vulva, sending all my semen into her paradise. She held me tightly from behind until my penis withdrew.

A gust of autumn wind blew, and we gently put our clothes back on, lingering close for a while, softly kissing each other, as if we had endless things to say. I told her I would share our story online, and she happily agreed.

I gave her the website address. She said she would respond. I especially thank her for those pleasant memories.

Hello, are you online now, Nancy? It's so nice to see you, everyone. I had sex with you sweetly and deeply. What a wonderful time with you. Call me next time, if you're going to be fucked again,

your lovely man.

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