Грампластинка. Metallica - Ride The Lightning

Her cunny was really on fire. As they rode together in the sun-bathed glade her hips loosened their grip around the saddle and the tender vise of her inner thighs rubbed from one side to the other along the smooth saddle in time to the rhythm of Lightning's steady pace. A strange feeling overtook her. Out of the blue an image pulsed in her brain. It was a picture of her riding Lightning completely in the nude. The thought of it made her issue an excited gasp. It was too terrible to keep thinking of but gave her a frightful arousal. She was ashamed to have thought of it. Lightning was hardly making a sound. His strong feet took each step very gingerly. She got the distinct impression that the horse was thinking the same thing as her. The sweat broke out on her forehead. She couldn't tell what was real and what was her imagination. The entire scene looked like it could dissolve at any minute right before her eyes. Perhaps she had never wakened from that dream of her and Lightning entering the curved archway of the house made of glass ...»