He Always Looked At Me Like That. And My Little Pussy Trembled

Don't look at me like that! I was young, in my teens, when we were out riding horses. He stopped, he was our horse trainer and stable master, and he had to ride with me when we went out. He stopped because he had to pee and I watched him from behind. His legs open, his pee hitting the ground. It made me want to pee, but of course I had to squat. He stood in front of me, facing me, holding my hand for balance, looking down at my pussy while I peed into the ground. As always, when I peed out in the field like that, he reached in his pocket and pulled out his kerchief and with his full hand pressed it up into my pussy to dry me off. Then he looked at me like that, and I hugged his arm, as he dried my pussy for me.