It felt so good and when he moved my leg off him and had me put my other leg over him opening up my legs, my heart skipped a beat as he went back to k...ssing me and now lowered his hand to my crotch and began to caress my cunt and soon, moving my panty aside, began to finger fuck me gently. For several minutes this continued as he drove me even more wild and I was now able to reach down and finding a lump in his pants, I now began to massage him as we kissed even longer. Finally he pulled his. It is a nice location and we may order for food which will be served there. The house is also good and well furnished and we may do some office work also. I said it is ok, We shall start early morning and return by evening. Get one set of clothes and other toiletries. He brought his new car.We packed our bags and some boxes in the rear and we set out to the farm house.It took nearly 2 hours to reach the farm house in some hilly track. It was a village road and very few people only were seen in. . Tell me you want it...” Mr. Bagwell said growling in want.“I want that dick...”“How bad?"“Really bad. Really, really bad,” Ashley said, while freeing her small but cute breasts, looking at her boss.“Could this work? Again?" Ashley thought, then she thought of what Christian said to her. It all made sense. She got her answer very quickly.“Turn around and get this dick,” Mr. Bagwell commanded.Ashley was now facing the wall, taking her relatively new boss’ lustful strokes. Her breasts were. She is in possession of breasts that are big and firm with prominent nipples and her pubic hair is reddish-brown. She has few imperfections apart from a sprinkling of small moles mainly on her arms but with one between her arm pit and left breast and another on her left calf. Moody is Celtic, Glacier Heart is Nordic, I suddenly conclude. I turn the light off and get into bed next to Moody. The room is still dimly illuminated by the lights around and in particular the floodlit Parish Church.