Her hands were on my shoulders, then slipped to cover my eyes.“Guess who it is and win the fucking of a lifetime,” she whispered in my ear.“Joan...of Arc?”“Close enough,” she murmured as she sat across my lap. She was naked which is a treat in and of itself. She put her arms around my neck. I could see the warm, loving smile in her eyes before she kissed me.Have I said enough about kissing, about touching, feeling, caressing, tantalizing, cuddling, fondling, embracing? Probably not. It is hard. " Yeah..." he agreed."Then we are done." I shook his hand... and shook back wanting to getback to the girls who looked like they were going to make him cum againfor the second time in under five minutes..I looked around, more than half his men were in similar positions as hewas with the whores. The rest were paying attention to girls flirtingwith them. Not professionals at all, the real mafia would never havelet their guards drop this much in unfamiliar territory.Hands were shaken, I placed a. The first week of harvest had gone well for Geoff. Apart from a short thunderstorm on Friday, he and the others had been putting in twelve hour days and working hard. They were getting a lot of grain moved with Dave driving to the silos; it really was worthwhile having him on the payroll. Jackson was being more than helpful too. He was keeping the crew fed and could drive a tractor more than competently. It was also nice to have someone to come home to after a day of concentrating on going. . I almost had to run to catch up with her. She led me out into the parking garage on the fourth level and behind the barrier pole, and stopped, turned, threw her arms around my neck and looked deep into my eyes. Not a word was spoken and it seemed as if we were locked in this gaze for hours. Her hands found their way to the sides of my head and she pulled me down to her soft supple lips and kissed me a deep, passionate, (I want you inside me)kiss... Electricity shot through my body. I was.