Perhaps the most memorable was sitting on a large rock on the edge of a field attached to a ranch we managed, out in the sun and the breeze. Sometimes...we would reach over and jerk each other off or play with each other’s balls, but normally we just watched each other get hard and then get off. Considering he was a married, masculine, alpha-male, I figured that was all it would ever be and I was content simply enjoying that level of eroticism with someone I never imagined sharing such. And pretty, OMG, this girl was an Asian doll.I welcomed her to my abode, helped her off with her coat and settled in for some small talk to make her comfortable. Her English was highly accented but I listened tentatively, pretending that I understood each and every word. Nuny seemed comfortable with me. I suggested a shower for her so as to relax her even more.But first, I showed her to my massage room, gave her a few towels and ask her to lay on the massage table face down after her shower,. .by now the ice that was left to land in my belly button has melted to nothing more than a puddle and you are quick to lick clean the trail it has left down my bodylaying there I wonder what else you were looking for as that couldn't have been what was making all the noise before when you were rummaging through the drawersmy mind races as you just sit there next to me running your hands and tongue up and down my body slowly and painstakingly your large warm hands causing goosebumps to form on. I took the torch and grabbed my very old Nikon D3000 and went in the search of tiger. We were expecting the b**st on the hilltop. But its here! I flashed the torch among trees, rock, and a small pond. The light made the b**st uncomfortable. It growled within the bush and warned me. I couldn't see it, but heard its disappearing footsteps. The idea of following it gave me shivers. I didn't even wanted to go back to the guest house. I started to climb the hill again. The tiger was down there. I.