Well, she’d look into it. She could understand that when two people have been married a lot of years, they could become bored with each other and l...ok for some other excitement. Well, she would keep an eye on the situation and see what was going on.The week moved along and Alisha had her office work caught up with. Bob had left midweek and went to Vegas. Justin and the hands were taking care of the calving. It was Friday, only a skeleton crew was working as the cattle were almost calved. The look on her face as he started licking her tit and fingering her wet pussy again, that look of unrestrained pleasure made me so wet. My hand hurried back into my panties to pleasure me. He slipped his fingers out of her and licked them off, then kissed her passionately and asked. - You want it? Tell me you want it. With such a firm tone. - I want it. She answered with heavy breathing. He lifted her legs gently, kissing her tie and slowly pressing his cock against her pussy. He slid the tip. Right now I’ve got to talk to the E-man here. Be gone.”Elle stood and walked around the table. She put her arms around Eamon’s neck and whispered in his ear, “Thank you Eamon. You’re the first man who has ever touched me.” She gave him a soft, sexy, kiss on the cheek and walked from the room.When the two were alone, Emma sat back down and looked into Eamon’s eyes. She seemed fidgety; uncomfortable. Her previously smiling eyes grew dark; as if they were about to burst into tears.“Eamon,. ‘Are we still going forward with the rest of our plans?’ Riahl just nodded. ‘Very good the two cells in Chicago have gone into lockdown and are awaiting the president’s arrival within the week.’ Riahl smiled at the predictability of America’s leaders. The weak emotions made his job easier. They had made sure the shooting at the football field had been the bloodiest. Riahl knew the president would no doubt make an appearance in the aftermath. He had taken a gamble hedging his bets on Chicago,.