After dinner, we sat and watched The Aviator with Leonardo de Caprio, which we all thoroughly enjoyed. Tessa was completely relaxed as Ann and I cuddl...d together on the sofa.The wine, the food, and the heat combined with an emotionally very charged day meant that before 10 pm we were all struggling to stay awake.Ann and I headed upstairs and Tessa said she would turn in a little later.When I emerged from the bathroom, Ann was lying naked on my bed with her legs wide open. She made it clear she. You had to give the young women credit, they found a way to stay together and still snare the most eligible bachelors in San Elizario.Jose Colon was a lucky stiff also, because Yolanda was a smaller version of Rosalinda and she acted as if Jose was the second coming. I was mighty happy that Jose and Yolanda both agreed to move north with us, he as our head wrangler for horses and mules, and she as the head of our household staff. Of course, both those positions were something Belle dreamed up. I obeyed him and slid out of my leggings He knelt in front of me, in between my legs and started kissing my inner thighs working his way down to my shaven, wet pussy. More shivers went down my spine. My nipples were erect and tingling. He slid off my panties and stared at my wet, glistening pussy lips.“Damn”“What?” I asked.“Wet much?” he said. He was right. I was so turned on I could feel my juices running down to my arsehole. He smiled. I bet he was loving the effect he was having on me. I. Gloria was absent, too -- gone to Wherever Gloria Goes. We were alone.I decided I wouldn't file a protest."I missed you," I said, presumptuously taking Orlie into my arms and planting a wet one, smack on her lips."I noticed," she said, giving my hardening penis a subtle little return grind before pulling away and heading for the refrigerator. "Beer?"I accepted the Carta Blanca with sincere thanks, and followed her into the living room."The season's half over," Orlie observed."Yep. Short season,.