Our lip-lock turned into a deep french kiss and then tongue-sucking. Then I asked Usha –Me: Can we have one more round of sex?Usha was tired, but ag...reed and said –Usha: Anything for you. And no matter how many rounds you wanna go, I will say yes. I love you, baby.I was happy to hear her say this and replied –Me: I love you too, baby.When I asked her if she was tired, she replied –Usha: A little bit, but can continue if I try.I placed her legs straight on the seats and slid my body and hugged. She laughed derisively at herself, such a common woman in the midst of such uncommon people and beings. Slowly she got up and went down to the stables, she smiled at Drapper as she passed him on her way to the pasture. The stallion pranced, pawing the ground, then charged over to the fence, he nudged Natalie, snorting and blowing at her, as if chastising her for having not come to see her for awhile. She pressed her face against his neck, then swung up on his back and the two galloped across. I lock the door behind me.“What are you doing? Why did you lock the door?”“Don’t worry about it. It’s no big deal”“Ok… So what do you still need to do on this presentation?”I walk behind her and grab her boobs. They fit perfectly into my hand. I start massaging them.“What the fuck are you doing!? Get off of me!”She tried to stand up but that turned me on even more. I leaned on her so she couldn’t stand. I put my hands under her shirt and lifted up her bra. Her nipples were getting hard as I. ”“You mean, Get away from the coming storm?” I suggested in return.Grace giggled, “That, too.”She turned to Isabelle and Isabelle ran to the boat house.“There’s too many kits, we need to help haul,” Grace said.“Where did my kit go?”“She’s onboard already,” Grace said. Grace pointed to a short tail in the air with a head down in a food dish.I went to the boathouse just as Isabelle was coming out with two kittens in her jaws. She had them both by the scruff.Oh, very good, Isabelle.It’s hard to.