Her mouth, still full, reached his lips. She bent down, and kissed him. The salty, thick liquid flowed into his, her tongue followed, and she sank her...body down onto him, pressing her breasts to his chest. Her kiss continued, warm and firm. So this is what she meant, thought Patrick, as the taste of his own come filled his mouth, a trace of sweetness in the salt. He swallowed.“Well done,” she said, lifting her head from the kiss. “Very nice. Most girls won’t do that.”He nodded.“Some girls will. Though well off by society's standards, it was nowhere near the extent needed to buy the ranch as Rhonda herself often wished she could.After what seemed to her a only a very short time she so enjoyed the property and solitude, after eight months of listing, Rhonda sold it to a single, distinguished older gentleman.Alex was 6'2, 47, a very attractive life long bachelor; he made a very comfortable living as a specialty Importer/Exporter which entailed extensive world-wide travel, not to mention. What a beautiful sight, Joe thought. Her pussy lips glistened with her juices slowly flowing, going down her thighs. The butt plug was still in her ass, so Joe reached out and pulled it from her ass. Robin gasped slightly as it came free from her ass. Getting on his knees behind her, Joe lowered his tongue to her pussy. Joe slowly licked up to her clit, tasting her sweet nectar that was flowing from her. His tongue was inside the folds of her pussy when he probed it in her honey hole. Joe. He was becoming intoxicated from the scent of it and how it mixed with her. Moving up to her arms he massaged his fingers down as far as her elbows. She was so soft, and now had seemingly warmed up considerably. After about 15 minutes he excused himself to get a towel for her. Upon returning he dabbed the excess oil from her back. ‘Would you care to roll over?’ After a pause which seemed to last forever, she slowly moved over, but not before snatching the towel from his hands. In a deft.