At this point i didn't know if we were best friends, boyfriend/girlfriend, fuck buddies, or any other backward ass term that could (& probably would) ...e used to describe us. The best thing i could think of was "Elly...i think i love you, what you did for me yesterday, was simply...amazing, i want to prove to you that we need to do this again...right here...right now." She looked at me with her hypnotic eyes & gave a perfect smile, which...to me anyway, mean "I want you, fuck me!", She slowly. Then totally naked, I lied back down resting on my elbows in front of her. My cock was stiff, but not so much that I couldn't lift it straight out and angled toward her. It was swollen thick and we were both excited. She started to massage her breast as I began playing with myself. She asked me to taste my cum, and I happily obliged. With one hand I pumped my clear precum, and with the other I caught it on my index finger and brought it to my mouth. It was a heavy enough stream to stay. Thank you for calling."She closed down her phone, and punched the air. "Yeah! It is Steve Nicholas or nothing, you slimy bastards." She looked across at Trevor. "Sorry, Trevor darling. I couldn't resist that. I think it pushes them back to you, after that."Trevor gave a short laugh. "I am okay with that, Annabel, my love. The ball is back in their court."The parts for the custom-designed seed storage unit arrived by freight train and were dumped in stacks on the farm's railway halt. It took two. I can remember nothing of checking in. All I can remember is our walking into the suite together through to the main room, with its kingsize bed, me dropping our bags on the way. You turned to me and we kissed, you arms holding me tightly, you pressing your body against me. I showered kisses on you, on you neck, behind your ears, then gently undoing a button of your white blouse, down towards the tops of your darling breasts. Quickly, the rest of the buttons were undone as my kisses covered.