The pungent aroma of Kate’s sex struck his nostrils. “Ah, Kate, I hoped it could be like this.” “We both have needs. Your wife’s sick and I...��ve been studying. I want hot sex!” She led him to the couch, where they kissed deeply. John tugged her loose blouse over her head. Kate’s lush breasts, barely contained by her black bra, drew his attention. He rubbed them and nuzzled them, licking the exposed upper slopes. He found the catch at the back and the fleshy orbs fell free, ready for his touch.. When she bade Grace and Michel goodbye the next morning, Doris felt a mixture of wariness and excitement -- like boarding a train not knowing what the final destination might be. The only thing she WAS sure of was that the thoughts and feelings she harboured for her nephew were both strictly forbidden ... and deeply beguiling.The morning passed without incident, then early afternoon. As the hot Spanish sun began its first, late afternoon move towards early sunset, Doris spotted Tristan through. Sarah continued for a few more minutes and then pulled her mouth away. Now, holding his cock firmly in one hand, she moved her body around and straddled him. She then began lowering herself down onto his cock, guiding him into her pussy with her hand. Slowly lowering down onto him, her pussy enveloping his cock in her warm dampness, she felt him slowly fill her. Dropping down on him to the hilt, she ground herself against him, pushing her clit against him. Raising up she felt him sliding out of. "You will not need travois to move. You will see tomorrow. Just pack up your things and be ready. We will come early," I said.He left then and we loaded the horses back up and headed home. The trip back was easier then the one out since all the skidder work which needed doing was done on the way out. We pulled back to the door at the end of the plateau about three and it was opening as we approached.Rose had watched the whole thing of course, but she didn't know the outcome for sure even though.