It was four stories and looked to have some large windows facing the street. It would make a really nice house, but I wasn’t sure how many apartment...s there were. The building wasn’t huge though.We got inside and I quickly counted the doors in the mailbox at eight. That was two per floor. Not so bad. Her place was on the third floor and there was no elevator so it was up the stairs. If it was summer outside, it was the depths of Hell inside the stairwell. We were all light-headed and sweating. And then I hear something. I crack open an eye and turn towards the door the same moment I feel some cool air. Ed, standing there in a short robe, had pulled back the shower curtain and I almost slipped in the shower I jumped so much! "I was just checking on you, you have been in here for a while" he said, smiling. With my body turned, trying to cover up, I tell him I am fine, just about to get out. And he chuckles and walks out of the bathroom. What the fuck. I stand there shocked for a. When it moved, the fans spun and the controls allowed you to raise and lower the whole contraption until the tips of the spinning rods almost touched the ground. What it did was rake the cut hay into rows. Then, later, the baler could scoop up the rows and turn them into hay bales.“You’re driving the rake,” he said, merely glancing at me. “Just follow me and rake it as soon as I cut it.” He went on to educate me about hay, saying that, usually, you cut the hay one day and let it dry out before. It was a bit faster than I had intended to go, but I was quite happy to touch and stroke at her tight folds.We continued to kiss, her hands on my face, and my hand playing with her. It had been a long time since I had been with any other woman save Kaila in this manner, and it was an amazing thrill to feel her responding under my hand. I stroked all over between her legs, first cupping her pussy with my palm, then teasing along the outer lips with two of my fingers. I alternated touches with.