I’m not trying to horn in on yours and their business, but I know I’ll never be a farmer. I make money by investing my money in a sure thing – j...st like I have in the past with the land around here. Land investments won’t always be a good deal like I’ve enjoyed, and I’ll need to invest elsewhere.”“Are you sure you can get all of this done in time to start irrigating?”“I’m positive I can. I’ll have the pumps we’ll need brought here and set up as soon as we agree on it. I know a farmer downriver. Then I went to classes on Tuesday through Thursday.Opportunities for the three of us to be together doing something loving were infrequent.I guess that’s what started the trouble in paradise.I wasn’t feeling all that great, but I had a showing and went in to work on Saturday as usual. Lily would be home and taking care of Emily. I knew that Bruce had Saturday shop hours when students were supposed to put in their time, just like I’d had to for the opera. They were preparing a show called Lilies. Nadia watched intently as Marianne ran her tongue over her lips as she looked up into John's face. Her mouth formed a small O as she moved closer to his cock which was thumping against his stomach.Nadia's eyes bulged as Marianne blew on the cockhead, and both she and John gasped as Marianne pretended to bite it, then stuck her tongue out and licked slowly around the crown. She turned her head to the side and gently sank her teeth into his flesh, causing John to moan in anticipation.Marianne. But first things first. He needed her closer.Beth had that moment… clarity…filth was here… recognition of a dirty old man moment…well you never can tell…have an idea …well test it….she opened her legs out …feet pointed out….skirt stretched…yellow panties visible in their flimsy barely camel toe covering delight…. and it was confirmed …one very randy dirty old Cardinal was on the other side of the desk…okay thought Beth…let’s see where it leads…She went around the edge of his desk and his hands.