The Hobbler 5: The Preakness Stakes

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The Hobbler 5: The Preakness Stakes
The Hobbler 5: The Preakness Stakes
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Year: 2018
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After a torrid night at the Pimlico race track stables, an offer is made that will turn this hobbling from a sometime thing into a high stakes game. Does Sarah have the courage to lay it all on the line for the best sex of her life?
9781370230259
Sheela B.
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Sarah gets back to her cabin at the riding academy in the early evening and has a long soak in the bath.  She grabs her phone, taps the Bet360 app, and looks up the Preakness Stakes, the race Norris wants her to hobble next.  Her eyes bulge at the odds for Cloud Computing, the horse Norris wants to win, currently at thirty-to-one.  It’s a risk, she thought, but maybe Norris knows something I don’t.  Studying the field, she sees the other horse being heavily backed apart from Always Dreaming is Classic Empire being the one who looks more likely to win with the former out of the way.  Classic Empire is already at five-to-one and will shorten a lot before the race starts.

Still, an inside tip is something one shouldn’t ignore, and she bets ten thousand dollars on Cloud Computing to win and Ten thousand for a place just in case.  After she’s done, she knows she can’t turn back now.  Suddenly her phone rings, it’s Jillian, the academy manager.

“Hi, Jillian,” Sarah answers in a friendly tone.

“Sarah, how’s my favorite horse slut going?”

Sarah giggles.  “Tired, I’m enjoying a hot bath right now.”

“I called around today, but you were out, did that man find you?”

Norris, Sarah thought.  “You mean the old man in the black SUV this morning?” Sarah asks.

“Yeah, he came to the reception looking for you, I couldn’t get you on the phone, so I said it was OK,” Jillian said softly.  “He said he knew you.  I hope I did the right thing.”

I had the phone’s off while I was fucking your dog, she thought.  “Yeah, it was OK, Jillian,” Sarah said.  “He’s the man my father works for and was out here looking at foals or something.  My parents told him I was here, so he decided to drop by for a surprise visit.”

“He said you grew up on his ranch.”

“Yeah, he’s like a second father to me,” Sarah said then mimicking vomiting in silence.

“OK, I just worried I did something wrong,” Jillian said.  “Something about the man gave me the heebie-jeebies.”  Jillian laughs nervously.  “Anyway, I’m having a special night tomorrow night, if you’re interested.  I have about ten coming to try bellyriding, are you interested?”

“Bellyriding—what the hell is that?”

“Oh, you’ll love it,” Jillian gushes.  “We have these special harnesses that hold you beneath the horse’s belly, then we insert its cock into your cunt, and you go for a ride.”

Fuck, you mean as it walks or runs he pumps you with his cock?”

“Yeah, that’s the idea.”

“I’ve never heard of such a thing,” Sarah said, and part of her really wants to try it.  “There’s only one problem.”

“Oh?”

“As an official trainer for the US Olympic Equestrian Team, I can’t have people knowing about my, err, proclivities,” Sarah said feeling her heart race.  “You understand, don’t you?”

“Yes, and like I said your secret is safe with me,” Jillian said.  “I didn’t think, sorry.  But if you’d like to try it, I can arrange a private lesson, just us two.”

“That sounds great, Jillian,” Sarah said and relaxes with a sigh.  “That man who came today invited me to the Preakness Stakes, so I’ll be checking out in three days.”

“Oh, too bad,” Jillian said sounding genuinely disappointed.  “I would love to have spent some more time with you—alone.”

Sarah knows what she means, yet the teen has no interest in eating Jillian’s pussy, she likes cock.  “Maybe we can go belly riding together before I go,” Sarah said.

“I’ll organize it,” Jillian said.  “I better go, talk to you later.”

“Yeah, see ya, Jillian.”

The call ends, and Sarah leans back into the tub and enjoys the healing balm of the hot water and the bath salts.  Bellyriding, she thought with a snort.  That’s a new one.

 

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