Jason, did not know what to make of it, but all he could now think of was burying his fingers up her hairy cunt. With more lubricant he started on her...thighs working from the knees up to the point where his hands were brushing her hairy bush. ‘Oh, that tickles – but it is nice. Jason, its been a long, long time since I have felt this good. Now I think you should progress further, and in doing so, don’t hold back. Here let me help you’She lifted herself enough for Jason to take off her grannie. The baler required a good deal more work, but with Dad’s guidance and my learned skills, it was renewed in time for the second cut. There would be no need to buy supplemental feed for the winter that fall. The truth was, however, that any significant problem that cropped up could finish the ranch for good. There was no reserve. Bad weather alone could mean disaster. A flood in the creek or a prolonged dry spell could be equally fatal. We needed some luck, and for a while it looked like we had. I heard Michael thank the other gentleman as he walked back in the doorway and shut the door behind him. In his hands was a vase full of a dozen stunning roses.I started to ask what was going on, but Michael spoke first.“She isn’t coming.” He said in a bit of a dazed voice.“Why Michael?” but his baffled look remained. I started to get concerned when he didn’t answer me. “Michael, did I do something wrong yesterday? Did I upset her? I am sorry, really. Maybe I can speak with her and make things. She said she is very much satisfied.I got no hopes and started ignoring the chats. But she was repeatedly sending messages. So as I was bored, I continued to chat. After a week or 10 days, I guess she trusted me with my chat. Then she started slowly opening up. She was not 45 but 28.A married woman from an affluent family, a housewife from Hyderabad. Then she started telling me that she was testing me all these days as to how I talk with a 45-year-old woman. What is my mindset? This blew my.