Carson; really I am. My riding tack is in my room and I would appreciate your help and guidance in selecting a horse."Zach smiled. You've got a lot to... learn Nigel, he thought. "All right, we'll start first thing tomorrow morning. Meet me at the corral and the name's Zach." Now to the most important thing," Sir Gerald said. "I'd like to draw up a contract between us Mr. Carson about your continued employment at Astor Manor." I don't need a contract Sir Gerald. I'll stay until you sell the ranch. Laura kissed her neck, her mouth again. Their tongues coiled and stabbed in a growing frenzy.Shavon's hand was still under Laura's pajama top, and she brought it around to the front, touching, then grasping Laura's breasts too."Take it off... yours too," she whispered, unfastening one of Laura's buttons with her free hand. "Want to feel you against me." Yes," Laura breathed into her marvelous dark ear, sticking her tongue into it after her word."Oh! Oh god... Laura!" Shavon gasped, becoming. He had the remote and it was over when he deemed it so. Her legs squirmed anxiously, she had to stop herself from instinctually crossing her legs, and instead she clenched them together. Unfortunately this made the vibrations more intense and she was forced to spread them, accidentally nudging the girl next to her, although she did not seem to notice her, the thought persisted in her mind. What if she had looked over? What if she did confront her? What if she was found out in this crowded room. When she was naked with a man, she liked that she could get lots of pleasure from them and a few times had the experience of a guy for each one at the same time. She laughingly called those “double dates” and had fond memories of the two taking turns between her legs while both tits were kept busy.She finally settled on a man to marry but got disappointed after a year and a half when he didn’t keep her twat filled enough anymore. That wasn’t what she’d expected and she wasn’t happy. Her.