I was sitting on the couch in the living room watching tv and she was on the computer. I was coming up with fantasies in my head of what I would do to...her, when she said she was going to bed. I got up and gave her hug and kiss goodnight and she walked to her room. After a while of dreaming I got up walked to her room and walked in the door. She asked me what I wanted and I asked her if it was ok if I watched tv with her for a lil bit and she said it was ok. I was laying on the bed next to her. When I felt him pull away and heard him unzip his pants I was sure there would be no greater feeling than what I'd just experienced. And then he pushed into me. Yes! Fuck yes! His dick was deeply buried, very still, as he throbbed and enjoyed knowing he was filling me. And then he gently grabbed my hips and started thrusting. I was wide open to him with one knee on the bed and bent over. With each deep thrust I felt the bed jar under me, knowing the amount of force he was giving me. Holy fuck.. Our drinks were served. While we were chatting and sipping our drinks, she could see I was looking directly at her tits.“Hey! Up here,” She smiled, indicating that she knew what he was looking at. “Oh, I am sorry,” I replied, faltering and also embarrassed that I was caught. “Don’t apologize,” said Sandhya feeling flattered. “I’m glad you like my tits.”“They are beautiful, and so are you, of course,” I said.It was late evening, and the pool was quiet. I took this opportunity to continue our. The dead drop was described as a metal tool locker on the side of the road. It was one of those that looked like a portable toilet. It looked like a state highway project tool locker. That particular one was owned by the manufacturer of the Witch's Brew. After visiting the vineyard, I was wondering if Green Valley could be the only manufacturer or the stuff. They could also be the distributors of it. It was possible, but it was also just a possible that Barry worked for someone else and Green.