Puzzled over my – involuntary – declaration of love and Grace's ... to me inexplicable ... response. By the time we were back aboard Serendipity, ... hadn't resolved the issues in my mind, but I had set them aside, determined to enjoy every minute of the time I was going to be spending with Grace. That, after all, was my usual response to anything I didn't understand, especially emotional matters ... procrastination.It seemed that Grace was equally happy to forget those moments in the stone. She had worn it to the office a few times, especially during late night audit work with just the two of them. The tank top was a little faded and semi-thin. The material hugged her flat stomach. Adam could see the flower pattern of her red bra.A short drive later they were at the hotel check-in desk."How may I help you?" the receptionist smiled at Adam and Riya."We're here to check in. Mr. Davis and Ms. Agarwal," Adam said."One second," the receptionist said she typed their names into the. Can we ride some more?" We mounted and Denise settled back against me and pulled my hand to her stomach where she held it with both of hers while I guided Gypsy with the other hand. The feel of her soft round bottom bouncing up and down in front of me had predictable results. Instead of pulling away, she wiggled up closer to get more contact. As we rode into the corral, her hand snaked around between us and grasped my cock."Hey," I said. "I didn't give you permission to do that." She snatched. Her ass was prominent, a ‘bubble butt’ but she stayed in good shape and her proportions were very appealing. They had made out in his expensive car in her complex parking lot, he had fingered her and almost made her cum or at least she thought so. She knew the signs of an impending orgasm but had never really had one. She didn’t masturbate, blame her Baptist preacher father and sexually inhibited mother for that one. She looked very sexy, men at work often made passes at her which were more.