Wearing just a T-shirt, his fondling was full-on, catching me unaware but slightly responsive, as I did not outwardly object, and let him feel without...pulling back.I closed the back door and got into the drivers seat, adjusting the mirror, aware the woman in the house was looking out of her window, I started the care, waved to her and moved off into the night.As I drove they both slept, with my husband breathing deeply in his intoxicated state, and the groper in the back, appearing to be out of. ‘I’m no instructor, Carol…’ he said almost weakly then reached for his glass to down the iced tea. ‘Nonsense,’ Carol retorted. ‘Lacey, you can start in the morning by riding out with the men and get a good look around the ranch again. It’s been too long, and like it or not, this place IS yours now,’ she said. Lacey’s jaw dropped. ‘W-wait a minute, Carol … I … I haven’t ridden in years, ‘ she replied in a somewhat unsure voice. ‘Heavens, Lacey … it’s like riding a bike. I’m sure Wes can find you. Just make a very slight right turn. Watch the gauges and come to 160°, at the same altitude. If you find yourself losing altitude, make a VERY gentle correction. No jerky, sharp movements. Got it?”“Yes, ma’am,” I replied.“So, I got chewed out, but that was the end of it. I guess the Navy frowns on sexual innuendo these days. It’s too bad, because I’d rather be seen as one of the guys than as the chick who was the first woman in the USS Blue Ridge CIC. I can tell a salty story with the best of. .' For about ten minute he rammed into me with all his might till I felt his penis twitch and explode smearing my rectum insides with is sperm. Tears dripping from my eyes as he pulled out and turned me around and said '...clean me up...' I knelt down and begin to lick and suck his flaccid penis as it twitch and jerk till all his seed was out he patted me on the head and pulled up his pants turned and left. On my knees I could feel his spunk spurting out of my bung hole and splattering on the.