Even though she was too thin for my liking, I must say I was surprised how well toned her body was. Her skin was flawless smooth; she was on her knees... with her ass up. I wanted to play with her.Felt the roundness of her hard bum, touching the edges of her pussy with my finger tips. She was moist. Slapped her ass cheeks mildly, she looked back. This time slapped her more firmly. She liked it, so I repeated it few more times. Her cheeks were turning reddish, and pussy was getting wetter. My. The next really happened, and figured you might accidentally fit it in somewhere.My wife is from the Philippines, and when she came over to marry me in 1989, we would always go out to eat from Sunday dinner after going to the localNewman Center for services ... She had been here for about 6 weeks, and i asked her where she wanted to go ... She told me Kentucky, My nephew called me on the phone before we got out of the house ... and asked what we were up to, as he also married aFilipina ... Told. “Get down and water the horses,” Ben told Cecily and Dove, “while I take a look around to see what I can see.”As Ben spoke, he pointed to the river. The land to the left of the trail sloped down towards it, and a person with care could lead a horse to the water’s edge so the animal could drink. Both women looked and then nodded their heads in silent acknowledgement. As they headed off to take care of that chore, Ben got down to work. It didn’t take him long to come up with an answer.“I don’t. The door knocked and as I turned the door opened and it was a girl with my cases, her eyes lazing my nude body like a hospital scanner, ‘Your luggage madam’, she said thickly, even though she was about ages with me, she had to be courteous, as I was the guest. ‘Come in’, I said, trying to put her at her ease, ‘I was talking to the man in the next apartment’, I said, as if to explain why I was nude. She smiled somewhat ruefully, then said, ‘Mr Mortimer, like the young ladies’, and as she spoke.