I knew you’d like that.” He let go of me and said, “I think you’ll like this, too.” He led me over to an overstuffed lawn chaise and sat me ...own on the end of it. He worked like he knew what he was doing, and all I could do was watch him. He moved two small, empty planter stands to the sides of the chaise and without so much as a warning, lifted my legs, one at a time, and placed them high on the top shelf of the planters. I fell back to me elbows and glanced at my legs spread wide open. His. I did so. She was secreting her love juices for me. I drank them quitely. Now it was time for me to enter her body. She started riding on my cock as soon a possible. She increased her pace and started moaning loudly. We came together. It was time now to finish all other works as well.We now started with the kitchen. We unboxed the boxes and arranged the utensils. She still was giving me a naughty look. Last was the living room to be arranged. We quickly placed the sofa and the TV set. The boxes. I found all deliciously moist, it was evident she was excited. So, striking while the iron was hot, I led her into the dense shrubbery, and, she nothing loath, I fucked her al fresco. There was no difficulty, for the ground had evidently been plowed before, and she showed her knowledge and common sense by imploring me not to spend inside.So, taking the bull by the horns, I said I could only do so by depositing my treasure in the vault of the neighboring grotto.Not the slightest objection was. " I yelled at her back as she left my office. She ignored me.When she came back with the coffee I handed her a letter from the estate agency. It acknowledged my ownership of the Chetford estate and attached was a cheque for rent payable for the time I had owned the estate. I let Tina work it out and watched as her face became first puzzled and then darkened with anger. "What's going on here?" She asked rhetorically. She picked up my calculator and tapped in a couple of figures. " This is crap!.