I hadn't expected to hear this from her and I really didn't know what to say, so I simply took her hand in both of mine and held it tightly. Her eyes ...listened as she held back her tears. "I'm in," was all I said and she smiled. It went on like that for three more weeks, with me walking her to the car and sharing a deep, passionate kiss with her. As we went on, I caressed her body as we kissed, feeling her taut breasts and her sumptuous ass. It never went further, and I didn't push her to go. She gives a small smile as she replies, “I’m Nina Programmer. Thank you for rescuing me. I do have to admit the rescue is not anywhere as dramatic as what I envisioned. Being exchanged for a sheep and a cow is sort of anti-climactic.”Grinning, I respond, “Better an exchange of food stock than have you become the first meal for their young when they hatch. Anyway, that’s my view. I still have to do a much more dramatic rescue. One of the Kukulka hasn’t exchanged Mary Violinist, so I have to go. I felt instant relief when the cold bottle hit my thong. I squeezed one of my boobs as I enjoyed the ice-cold bottle cooling my hot pussy.I took Phillip his water and, got back on the bench with my husband, I put my feet on his slap like before. He suggested that I slide down a little, he wanted to massage my knees.I love my knees being rubbed, especially the backs of them, it is one of my erogenous zones for sure.Now, any decent girl would have pulled her dress down as she slid down the bench,. I lift my hips as you kiss along my stomach and then inner thigh. You move my panties to the side exposing my hairless folds and gently run your fingers down and over them in circles. I crave your touch, wanting you inside me, I moan with desire, parting my legs further.You kiss and lick the outside before using your fingers to part my lips exposing my sensitive clit. The first lick makes me moan your name, you slowly tease me and letting the pleasure build. One of my hands is buried in your.