He washandsome in a lean cowboy sort of way. Tall and tanned, slim-hipped,long-legged, with a crooked smile and long sun-bleached sandy hair thathe h...bitually flicked out of his deep blue eyes.My heart skipped a beat."May I?" he indicated a spot beside me on the lawn and when I nodded heeffortlessly eased himself down beside me at a respectful distance."What are you reading?" not 'whatcha readin'; I was impressed this jockactually spoke English.I blushed when I held up the fashion magazine. For awhile, there was the rustling of maps and Atlases and a lot of groaning at abandoned airfields and no fly zones."Now you know why I bought Sharpe Field ... although Moulton is closer ... everything convenient is gone." Megan was spending money right, left and center.The problem was the politicians. They're always worried about guns and the military has a lot of them ... plus ... there are ... were ... many closed, but still under government regulations, bases that could be 'used' for. I once asked you to give me a setting for a naughty short story and you chose a waterfall. I never got round to writing it at the time, but ever since we decided to meet up, I knew that I had to bring you here, hoping that it would arouse all of our senses and lead to more incredible sex when we got back to the cottage.“So,” I say, the excitement evident in my voice. “What do you think?”“I love it!” you reply, sounding equally enthusiastic. “I had no idea this was here! That is so cool!”We. "You better stick out your tongue and start licking, or I will stuff this cock down your throat and leave it there until you're blue in the face! Now stick out your tongue!!!!" Hesitantly I parted my lips a little bit and sticked the tip of my tongue out. "More!" he commanded. As I opened a little wider he seemed satisfied and pushed me down again. "You better move now! Lick them like you've never tasted anything more delicious, princess!!" I slowly started to move my tongue around. letting it.