.No, let's not wake the sleeping dog, so to speak."I guess she was right. She knew her customers and I didn't want to abuse mybenefactor. We arrived a...t the ranch in the early evening. Cindy skillfullyparked the trailer a short distance from the ranch house and disconnected itfrom the Suburban. We went inside the trailer. Being self-contained, it hadit's own water, and fuel for cooking and heating water. She had hooked up tothe ranch's electricity so she could turn on the lights...it was huge. She was woman enough for me. "You look amazing." I meant every word. And I think it hit her, because she flinched. She places her hands on my head, rubbing my ears and neck. "I think you really mean that..." Her eyelids lowered a bit, lovingly looking down at me as her soft fingers played with my hair. Goosebumps erupted across my body. "I do. I want you Kelly." My hands curled around to grasp her ass, taking each cheek in hand, spreading them and kneading them. God she was soft and warm.. "Are you gay?" She asks again. I shake my head. "No. But I am bisexual." Bisexual? Whats that?" I like men and women." Ohhhh!! Really? Do you like me?" you have a sweet arse." Thank you." She laughs and starts to relax.I lie back on the blanket and put my arms under my head. I suddenly realise that they are both staring at my crutch. My cock suddenly starts to twitch. It can feel itself being stared at."Could we see it please?" Rachel asks. I see from where they still looking to see what they. First down one side of her outer lips, the Labia Majora, and then the other. Following that, I would run my fingers directly over her inner lips, the Labia Minora, and my middle finger would run against the inner opening of her vagina. Teasing it at its entrance. By now, Cindy was moaning loudly, openly and without inhibition, as well as thrusting and gyrating her hips as she followed my moves. I felt like I was witnessing some erotic dance, an ancient ritual of an offering, or sacrifice of.