We folded it and put it in its bag and loaded it on the horse. We took some cooking utensils, and soap. I took my best Old West clothes to get married...in. I closed up the plane, and we left. The girls were talking and singing the days away as we went to get married.We didn't set the tent up on the way to get married, the weather was pretty anyway. One night I heard, "Hello, the camp." Come in and have some supper," I answered.Two men came in, mid thirties, two pack horses. Sunshine served them. Extended the porch and made it an outdoor living area with a big barbeque so we can have friends over and enjoy ourselves. Remodeled everything on the inside from wires, to plumbing, to walls. Kelly was great at picking the perfect colors and with bright white trim, the colors she chose for the walls really made it stand out. In the kitchen, it was all new cabinets, granite countertops, stainless steel appliances. Kelly let a contractor talk her into using customized concrete on the floor. . After her orgasm began to subside I untangled her legs from around my neck and kissed my way back up her luscious body until our lips met in a passionate kiss. “Why don’t we go to the bedroom where we can be more comfortable”, I suggested.“I’d feel funny doing it in your wife’s bed”, she replied.It wouldn’t have bothered me, it’s not like we had sex in there anyway. “I have a guest room so no problem.”She was good with that so I led her back to the seldom used spare bedroom. It was a smaller. I admit, that even though you have only hinted and subtlety suggested that you might be sexually fascinated with our emailings and me, I find myself fantasizing about you a lot. I feel an attachment and excitation. I get that vibration. I am loving this. I want more. I know you want to go slow. But this can’t be fast. I am not proposing anything. It has been just this emailing. Telling you what I think and do. I am loving some of the things that is happening to me and what I am feeling. I feel.