I reached forward and slid my hand up between her thighs. I felt the top of her stockings and I stroked the soft smooth skin of her inner thighs. “H...gher… make it higher,please…” She groaned. I was feeling wet, as I moved my hand up higher until I touched the wetness of her exposed pussy lips. She hissed that she wanted me inside her so badly. I started rubbing her clit with my thumb as I slipped two fingers inside her soaking cunt.Barbara was as wet as I was. With my other hand I started. Not that it really mattered, we just enjoyed being out on the water, and the after race barbeque was fun.When we got home, we loaded up the back of my car with all of the equipment to take to Bitola on Monday morning; event with the back seat folded down, there wasn’t enough room for everything. I would take five of the computers, printers and software over today; that would be enough to start the training courses; the remainder could be taken over on Tuesday.I arrived at Bitola’s offices just. Danny looked, caressed, and explored for perhaps five minutes. “I guess I better go to the bathroom,” he commented as he stood up. This time he slipped his jeans on before leaving the bedroom. Danny was gone about ten minutes, and when he returned he was drying his hair. I trotted down to the bathroom and took a quick bath, then put on my makeup and perfume. Returning to the bedroom, I expected to see Danny dressed and ready to go. Instead, he was sitting on the bed examining my bra. He. I had to show her how to turn on the linear after we were a little distance away. Things might have worked with the amp balls to the wall from the start, but I didn't want to even think about it.We'd already taken the time to install the smaller Ranger radio setup in the skidder and George followed my set of triples up the ramp and off down the plateau to the maybe or maybe not natural ramp/bridge to the river's valley level.With no other radio signals to speak of we had no trouble hearing and.