That kind of evidence is hard to argue with," I stated with a growing conviction."I see your point. It still hard to wrap my head around it though. We...ll, I've got to get the girls to the airport. You be careful out there Michael. It's not like here at the ranch. There will be people out there who are looking at you as a target. Not for your gifts, but because you are young, handsome, and rich," she told me."I will. You be careful. Take care of the girls for me," I thought sadly."You gonna be. By now I was so wet already. He then slid one finger into my pussy and I let out a moan of excitement. He was fingering me good but I wanted more and begged him to do it harder. But he stopped and tod me to take off all my clothes. So I got up and did while he undress too. He walked over to me and squeezed my cheeks and told me I was a sexy ass slut and he was going to tech me a lesson. He push me to slay down. I laid back with my legs hanging off the edge of the bed. He kissed me while he slid. Her mouth and face were, conveniently enough, right at the height of my tool. The sunlight dappled through the leaves of the canopy above, and as the leaves moved in the breezes, the shafts of light danced prettily upon her skin. Marie moved about, filming the tableau from different angles, for our later enjoyment.I stood back for a while, savoring the perspective afforded me by this pose. Annie looked about, taking in the view. She turned over her shoulder, to look at me, and remarked, "You. I made him smile and hard. Now, it was routine. We fucked on Fridays; it was practically written into the schedule. The rest of the week we lay side by side in varying degrees of silence. All too often anymore it was the moody kind, I longed for the companion ability we used to share.Once upon a time we used to laugh together and say that we could spend the day together in silence and be perfectly happy. Now we were content in our separate worlds, the only intersection in Facebook. Isolated, we.