It was very unusual to me. May be he was watching me with lots of love too. But that time it was lust only which was making me uncomfortable. In the m...rning I forget all. We started to hills. Unfortunately I was keeping t-shirts and jeggings only as my dress for tour. I realized that he must be seeing my t shirts. At that time of collage I liked shortsleeve and deep neck t-shirts too much. I think that was the problem but it was my favorite at that time. We walked throughout the day and travel. I pull you down next to me on the bed, turning so that we’re face to face. We kiss deeply, and I taste myself on your lips. Rolling you to your back, I straddle your waist, teasing you once more with my wet pussy pressing against your erection. Leaning forward for another kiss, I adjust my hips so that you can finally slide into me. We lie there that way for a precious moment, intimately joined. The pleasure of having you inside me after such a long wait is nearly too much for me to take. I cum. When we returned to the house Charlie was there, grim looking and quiet. He waited while I unsaddled and put the horses away, then pulled me to the side, out of Morgan's hearing."I think we found her grandmother," he said."Where?" I asked, concerned that her body might be badly damaged."In Simpson's tree row, about three-quarters of a mile from her trailer," he replied."Her face isn't marked," he added, answering my unspoken question.I nodded and went to Morgan, taking her into the house with. It was enjoyable to watch Mark's discomfort grow as I blew smoke at him while he ate. I know it was a rude and mean thing to do. Which is why I enjoyed it. I like to see how mean I can be to Mark, while demanding a courteous response. It's amusing to me to see how far I can push him. A couple of people looked over at me with obvious disapproval. I smiled back at them, since they could never understand the relationship Mark and I enjoyed.Mark ate his meal without looking at me. He didn't even.