She towels that short hair as dry as she can get it. I don’t mind it wet. The downside is that wet, it’s dark brown, not red. I dearly love my red...ead in every way possible, ever since a stormy night more than four years ago.Tonight? Familiar ecstasy. I said that one time.“That’s almost an oxymoron,” she tittered. Her giggle overcame me. I rolled her over on her back. Her face took on a wide grin. “Now you’re gonna abuse me, huh?”“That’s my intent.”Her thighs spread wide, her delightful titties. I continued to watch him, jumping and shifting my gaze whenever he so much as blinked in case he caught me, and I was somewhat fascinated by him. I couldn't explain it for the life of me, but there was some magnetism about this man that provoked me to carry on with my observation.Every few minutes, he would catch me ogling him and I would quickly pretend to be applying make-up or looking at something behind him. When I looked back at him, though, he stared straight back at me, sending shivers. He really thinks the dairy business is viable. He must be doing something right if we had the money to buy the stock."Maude advised, "There was enough money between the two farms. Esteban said he had a line on the right kind of hay, so he's going to be spending more cash. It should work out with the increased milk production. The only thing you need to do is to work out next year's deal with Kroger. Them and your Mystery Mountain Wines are the cash cows."She paused for a second, "Speaking of. Your moans growing louder as I fuck you harder and deeper. Your hands clawing at mine and at your dress, pinching your nipples against the soft fabric. The sight of your body writhing under me pushing me over the edge as I start to fuck you recklessly. Your round ass bouncing against my thighs as I fuck you hard and deep.My hands pulling you back towards me as the table shakes under you. Your breath catching and hitching as I fuck you over and over. Your hand now between your legs as you rub.