I moved my hands down to my already wet pussy and I started rubbing my clit. I could hear myself saying “oh Baby yes! Yes Daddy! Fuck Me! Take Me Sw...et Man! Make Me Yours!” I lost total control imagining it your hand and tongue taking possession of my wet pussy; your tongue thrusting deep inside of my pussy as your fingers fucked me. I slid some fingers inside of me moving them in and out as I knew you would; while my other hand was squeezing my breast and pinching my nipple. All I could think. I won't lie and tell you this is not an acquired knowledge. It is and I screwed up plenty of times along the way."Bailey and I have talked about this some. Well, she's talked and I mostly listened. I know she's committed to playing in the Women's U.S. Open in late June and Women's U.S. Amateur in late July. I also know she is allowed four wild cards and has not selected which events she plans to play in."If I may offer a suggestion, and it's not something I've mentioned to Bailey, I think you. She returned to the kitchen a few minutes later, dressed in shorts and a top, her one sneaker neatly tied. I put on my boots and gave her a piggyback ride to the barn, standing her near the stalls while I got out the tack. Molly wouldn't stand still for the saddle; she knew what was coming and was anxious to run. I put the bit in her mouth and gave Morgan the reins, telling her to hold tight. I finished Molly and saddled Abby with no problem, plucked a couple of apples from the bin and walked. I stepped out of them and my shoes which she placed by the table. She reached for my briefs and slid them down to the floor. She grabbed them and flipped them to the table. We both stood back and stared at each other totally naked as the day we were born.I then led her the rest of the way to the bed. I gently pushed her back and swung her around to lay in the middle of the sheets. Her pretty face surrounded by a frame of her golden blonde hair splayed out on the pillow. Her beautiful breasts.