an older woman riding a hairy dude

Betty, an older woman in her fifties, couldn't believe what she was seeing. Her eyes filled with glee as she admired the sight of a hairy hunk, straddling his muscular steed. All her inhibitions kicked out the door as she watched slyly, admiring his powerful physique from afar. It was all too much for poor Betty. She slowly walked towards the horseman, her gaze still locked tight on the hair on his body, particularly the ones that covered his chest. Betty was mesmerized and somehow managed to muster up the courage to offer to ride with him. Blushing a bright red, she climbed behind him and felt the heat radiating from his body. They rode off, side-by-side, exploring the countryside together, the breeze blowing her long white hair around his body. The late afternoon sun illuminated the two, as Betty wrapped her arms around him, pressing her body closer to his, her breasts rubbing slightly against his back as they continued galloping away, lost in an exquisite moment of intimacy.