It was time to check on things in the orchard. Guadalupe watched as I got dressed. I told her to take a long bubble bath and that my mother had left b...hind a shelf full of things that smell good and for her to help herself to them.I went out and checked on Juanita. She had a very big smile on her face. I could tell that she was very happy and that everything in the kitchen was just fine. It looked like we were having tacos again for dinner. I went down to my cellar and brought up a five-gallon. Me too, but it’s more difficult for me to watch them watching me than it is for him.When we got home Jon gave me a challenge. I had to make myself cum, but without using my hands in any way. I think that he’d guessed what I might try so he unclipped my pussy chain first. He said that he didn’t want to risk me ‘damaging’ myself. At first I couldn’t think of anything, I couldn’t touch myself and I couldn’t hold anything. Oh, one other thing, he wouldn’t let me use the ‘whipping-T’ in any way. To. It's very still today, isn't it?" Yeah, it's like we shouldn't make any noise."He grinned at her then, before answering. "Well, you made enough last time." Me? You can talk. At least I wasn't grunting." You were busy with moaning, Maria. You didn't have time to grunt!" How dare you?" She also was grinning."What gets to me is that we both knew we were going to come back here when we got out of the house." It was inevitable really, wasn't it?" Well, eventually. But now?" Now is good, hon." Yeah?". Emma slid her hips to the hem of his shirt, uncertain. He sensed her fear and softened the kiss, his tongue tracing her lips, flicking lightly against her tongue. Her eyes fluttered open and she caught the look of raw, barely-contained hunger reflect in his. With a low groan, she dipped her hands under the shirt, sliding them up his chest, allowing her fingers to tangle into the thick silver and dark strands that had been teasing her all night. Prompted by her touch, Jack gripped her hips,.