’ ‘I thought going off somewhere was a sensible suggestion but I don’t particularly like Westport and thought of staying on an isolated farm som...where. I spoke about this to my best friend Paula whose mum suggested I should come here.’ ‘Ah and what a great suggestion. Everything is working out fine. Grumpy Dan will be out spraying our huge hay paddock and that will give him plenty of thinking time about you, and you are in the process of getting a load off your back by talking about it. Come. I shoved in a third easily as she pounded against my hand. My thumb found her clit, and I pressed as hard I could until she was all but screaming in my ear. Her orgasm seemed to last a lifetime. Her juices covered my entire hand, and she was panting underneath me. I kissed her gently as I slowed my ministrations. Her body spasms slowed eventually and she seemed to relax."Wow." She breathed out."Are you ok?" I asked as I wiped the sweat off of her forehead."Better than ok. I've never gone that. I just don’t want you thinking you have to stay with him because you have nowhere else to go.’ She threw a small pebble into the water signifying the end of her small rant and I smiled at how easy it was to talk to her. It hadn’t always been easy of course, especially during my teenage years but now that I was a bit older, we got along better than ever. A loud splash drew both of our attentions and my heart stopped dead in its tracks from the sight that greeted us. Little Samantha Hart was. The wig, sunglasses and hat hid her identity. She was wearing a loose white linen blouse and knee length white Bermuda shorts which couldn’t hide her magnificent body that Hal was appreciating more and more.The boat ride to Key West was nice and uneventful. It was a bright sunny day and the seas were calm. When they left the boat they were able to blend in with the crowd and no one recognized them. Hal saw that Joyce was on the receiving end of a number of appreciative appraisals of her bottom.