"Oh, my goodness... she screamed so loudly. There's no doubt she needs to rest now," Lara mused, shaking her head as she watched the carriage door seal shut. A faint blush crept up her neck as she adjusted her clothes. "But I truly have to wonder—why must they do this now? We spent the better part of last night in his bed, and I'm still so numb down there I can barely feel my own legs. I have no idea how Katty has the endurance for such... activities... especially while balancing on a galloping horse. It was honestly a bit embarrassing to hear her wailing like that for the whole forest to hear."
Sara nodded in agreement, though a secret, pulsing heat stirred deep within her. Unlike the relatively innocent Lara, Sara had felt the rhythmic friction of the horse's gait acting on her own body, and the sound of Katty's unbridled pleasure had only served to charge her own desires.
