Let's start getting ready to go."We were ready very quickly. The horse, Leon, started taking us in the direction of the village of Burcel. Gianna rode...behind me, arms wrapped around my stomach. She had her head against the back of my shoulders.We rode south from the farm, quickly hooking up with a dirt road that Gianna said led to Burcel. After a while, the plains around us became woods, the dirt road snaking through it. Gianna and I spent the ride talking. Now that she knew where I had come. I never gave much of a thought that it was my wife that he wanted to be present with Mona as usual use to wear short dresses and low neck cuts which use to give her a lot of stares and use to give me a high during sex she use to tell me how the people at the stores were giving her dirty stares and how she would like them to fuck her right there itself.During sex this would give me huge pleasure listening to all this. So the story in her words now, it was summer vacation and 1 of my friend was. My cock starting to show through my trousers and I undress. Are you going to be quiet my dirty little slut? You nod slightly worried. I take your gag off and you catch your breath again before I grab hold of your hair pushing you to your knees on the floor I pull your head back you can't help but look up at my big cock infront of your face. You moan I can't take that it's to big. As I push it into your mouth. You suck the tip thinking that's all as I keep pushing till my cock is deep in your. Now, that gave away what she was doing.I grabbed her and hugged her tight. She’d outed herself as a tease, but I wasn’t going to let this potentially contentious subject go undefended and fester. “Mel, sweetheart, I’m not looking for a trophy wife. That’s the absolutely LAST thing I want. I’m looking for a best friend, a life partner, a soulmate, a companion through good and ill, a great mother to our children, a listener who will cheer me up when I’m feeling down, an equal who will tell me.