Do you like to do that?” “You don’t like swallowing,” I said, deflecting her question. “I said that it wasn’t at the top of my list of thi...ngs I like to do. I’ve done it. I suppose I’ll do it again.” “Anal sex?” “What I said was that I had not thought much about it. I don’t think I’d like it, and the idea of it puts me off a little.” “You seemed to like it when I put my finger in your ass.” “Until you did that, no one had ever stuck a finger in my ass. If you had asked me a week ago whether I. She was amazed she had cum three times, and I hadn’t even put it in her yet.As Julie continued to stroke me, I started feeling that familiar stirring in my balls. I told her she needed to stop or I’d cum in her hand.I reached for her pussy, but she said she still needed a little time.“Have you ever given head?” I asked.This beautiful, 21-year-old, married, woman said,”No, but I’ll try. Tell me what to do.”I had her slide down my belly to where she was. “These are the quads,” Carl called me over to the doodlebug go-carts. “We used to use them around the farm. But then dad bought the UTV. That’s the heavy lifter nowadays.” He then walked me over to the dune buggy. “It helps out a lot if we need to move a lot of things into the backcountry. It took us a while, but we’ve got trails all through the ranch. You can do anything with a quad that can be done with a horse.”It was difficult, but I stopped myself from laughing. “If you say so, son. Me,. I have no doubt, were he here, Charles would now impertinently interrupt me and offer his unsolicited notice that I even have the mating bond to show for it.Our bond is still in its infancy, yet I was able to discern that his customary 'teasing', his attempts to goad me into admitting that it was my desire to be with him that prompted me to suggest his return to our ship, were a plea for reassurance. I regret not having said so immediately. My ill-advised attempt to engage in 'teasing banter'.