. .’ ‘You could take me up.’ Kincaid said. ‘Me? But I’m no hunter. I . . .’ ‘You are a painter, and you said yourself that you’ve alre...ady been to the timberline and captured the elk on your canvas. You know where to go. You could take me.’ There was nothing else to do. Kincaid had boxed her in. But there was no way they’d be able to do this within the confines of a day. So, Ada spent the rest of the day preparing to leave the ranch in the hands of others and in gathering what she and Kincaid. She was wearing hot pink lace bra and panty set, she had obviously taken a shower as I could smell the shower gel on her. I walked up behind her and lovingly massaged her back. She looked up and smiled at me. "Sean, I've been thinking, since me peeing turns you on so much why don't we have some pee fun?" She nodded to her computer. On the screen, I could see a posh looking girl peeing over another girl. My cock started to stir making Melissa giggle. She told me that the next day, while at. "Let’s go see how good the service here is." Another guest got on the elevator with them, and wrinkled her nose and glared at him. "Sorry," he said, "I am headed straight for a shower." The two of them rode to the top floor, then headed down to the suite he had arranged. As she opened the door, she quickly noticed two things. First, a big plate of cut fruit and shrimp waited on the side table. Second, the jacuzzi tub was full of hot, bubbling water. She gasped in delight, gave him a quick. (Let me describe Rose to you, she is what I call a natural beauty, and very close definition to word 'Hottie'. She has dark brownish hair, which flowed like a stream down to her ample firm 32D breasts. (I did tell you we were close.) She was in great shape, a firm flat stomach, and a nice tight juicy ass that got all the guys attention as she walked past.) If she wasn't my best and closest friend, I would have tried getting into her pants years ago by now. I looked at her closely, my eyes.