Curvaceous Natasha Delivers The Wildest Doggy Ride Of Your Life

“That’s enough pictures of me, how about someone taking a couple of us together, please my flower.” Ken volunteers to be cameraman, and he orders the pair of us outside, everybody else follows, Ken has us posing in front of the awning, I am not so keen on this as we are looking towards the sun, I suggest we pose with our backs to the Blackwater end of the field with the sun over our right shoulders, this avoids us squinting, Ken fires off half a dozen quickly then has us move at ninety degrees towards each other, he takes a few more;
“Go on then how about a kiss,”
“No thanks, Ken, you’re not my type,” I riposte, the old ones are always the best.