Oh, not much. As I said that my hand slipped back and slid over her sculpted ass, and down to rub over her pussy once more. She sighed deeply and cont...ntedly, looking back over her shoulder at me with a mischievous grin. She pushed her body forward as I pushed into her thoroughly soaked confines with my index and middle fingers. Oh god, she moaned letting her head fall onto a pillow, but still looking back at me, can you do it again? I sighed, Perhaps, that is, if youre a good girl. Im good!. Trust me, running this place means that I have to enjoy a quiet drink to wind down when I eventually get home, or my brain would be running at full speed thinking of everything that still needs doing!"Although I chuckled to myself I said nothing; Dad had mentioned (with some feeling) during dinner the previous evening that they'd tried a cheap French wine from the supermarket and it had been more like paint stripper; they hadn't even tried to have a second glass. If the wine took the lining off. ..“I’ll be right back love, showing the guests to their room, just enjoy, I see you are catching on quickly”, June said with a wink and she left out the door. After about 10 minutes she came back in, checked me over, smiled, and asked me if I enjoyed myself. She passed me, just as I was getting up and she ‘accidentally’ stroked my cock that had made a tent under my bathrobe, with the top of her hand.“Oh sorry, did not mean to do that, I heard from the guests you slipped outside and exposed. But more amazing then the photo was the fact Cody shared it with me.Arriving just before sunset I found Cody with a couple of ranch hands stacking straw in the barn. We gave each other a manly embrace then he introduced me as his best friend. I tried not to show it but I was taken back by being introduced as his best friend. Saying something like that was going to make it either really easy on me or really hard for me when I decide to make my move on him. I felt like grabbing his ass right.