"This is such a turn-on for me Alice. I'm so glad you're not mad at meanymore."My hands had gone up and began to fondle her breasts. I was enthralleda... usual by the soft flesh of her body and marveled at how much morepliant her breasts were than my new breasts. Her aureoles were a littlesmall but her nipples stood out, hard and proud against my probingfingers.Her hands were manipulating my breasts and tweaking my nipples as shefucked me. The shape of my breasts identified me as a woman but the. ..THEM I thought what does she have planned now, I did ask but was told that it was nothing to do with me as I had had my treat for the weekend, Susan to her credit came back to me and we sat naked on the sofa close together getting slowly drunk.Her hands started to massage my dick back to life much to the amusement of Amanda who suggested she should save herself for “the BIG event” to which Susan replied that she had plenty to go around and with that she slid down the sofa and took my dick in. ” “Huh? What?” I asked her, walking with her across the deserted street to retrieve her smartphone. “That’s the line Tom Ewell’s character (I think the character’s name is Richard something.) says in The Seven Year Itch. I suppose I should say, ‘Really? It happens to me all the time.’ That’s what she says.” (She said that in a great, breathy, innocent Marilyn voice imitation.) “How can you be…? I mean… You’re acting like nothing special just happened. How did you? What happened to the. With four dogs, though, things went fast enough, and it was just past noon when we pulled into the yard to hang the hogs and pigs. Mary fed us after we washed up a bit, and I had Ed help me work out how I was going to add two more stalls to the barn to accommodate any new mules that I bought to go with the new wagon. It turned out that we found a place for the two stalls, and we were able to rough them out by the time Harlow returned from Baker.Okay, I had to bite the bullet and buy another.