To massage my legs i needed to spread the robe on both sides which took away the chance of bunching it at my groin. And as she oiled my legs to my kne...s and moved to cover a bit of my thighs it was sending jolts to my dick. I was a little embarassed too – what if she mentions to my wife – or feels offended so i just lay back and closed my eyes. Slowly i realized that her upward massage strokes were becoming longer and reaching up to my mid thighs – which was not helping matters – I opened my. Billy and Bruce were drinking the kool-ade. They were discussing several topics as they came to mind, offering anecdotes, and opinions as they were called for. The discussions had, so far, been about a****l husbandry, crops, breaking and training horses and mules, and machinery. Hiram had admitted being partial to Case equipment, and James and David expressed their likes to John Deere machines. They had each expressed their experiences, and the outcomes, and had gone on to discuss growing. It's safe to say that Mary probably wouldn't have shown as much boob off as Jayne was but she was more than satisfied with the look. She shot him a sidewise glance, "Maybe later, if you're a very very good Santa. Come on, we'll be late."*As it turned out, Jayne was enjoying the party far more than she expected to. John had been quite attentive and had not gone off to talk to people too much leaving her to her own devices. Most of the men seemed to appreciate her outfit and some of the women. The information was of little use at the moment, so they made their carefully up the next flight. When they reached the landing there was a pair of doors opening into a large room. There was a piste down the centre and at one end they could see a man wearing a protective jacket, his mask in one hand and a sabre in the other. At the other end, his back to them looking out of the window over the gorge, stood the Comte. His mask had been dropped on the floor beside him, but he still held his.