Smiling, he whispered in her ear “I have wanted you for so long.” His finger hooked inside the panties and stroked her slit. She nodded “Do it t...en. Fuck me” He shook his head “Not so fast sweetness. I want to sink my cock in here,” he rasped, his finger sliding in to her depths. Her mouth shaped an 'O' as she felt her slit grasping at his touch and her body relaxing in his grasp. He probed his finger deeper in her, sliding his other hand so his fingers could trace the curve of her breast. He. You should stop by sometime when you’re passing through this part of the country and try your luck fly fishing for bass. As far as we know, the lake has never been fished unless the Indians fished it before Dad bought it for us.”“You own your own lake? How big is it?”“I think Dad said it was close to four hundred acres, but we’d have to look at the map to be sure,” Eli told him.“FOUR HUNDRED ACRES? And it’s never been fished?“Mildred, I can see right now, we’re going there for a visit. May I sit down, if you please, as I have some things to show you, and our discussion could take some time?" I beg your pardon, Mr. Wilson. I'm afraid that I was exhibiting my well known country bumpkin personality. Your appearance totally surprised me because one does not normally see men dressed as you are in Phoenix, AZ. Please follow me. I don't have a home office, as such, but we should be comfortable in our family room. There is a table there which we can use as a desk if that is. A touch to the brush is the right way to get rejected. In fact, this zone is much more private than even touching a butt. But what to do? Don't give up! I also very gently and slowly began to touch her brush and fingers with mine. It was very exciting and required surgical precision. After 10 minutes of such touches, I began to make light strokes. Another 10 minutes and I felt her move her hand. And she began to reciprocate my actions! I could not believe that this was happening. Ten minutes.