From my belly to my pussy she moved to quickly work her way into my slit. I reached down to grab my ankles as she shifted her body between my legs. I ...ulled my legs wide apart and almost level with my head to give her maximum access to my hot pussy. Suddenly, a flash went off and I opened my eyes to see a biker taking photos of us in action. I later learned that they were sold to a website. Pictures of me would end up who knows where. I knew better than to object so I closed my eyes and enjoyed. She always had a thing for cowgirls. Of course she would be one, seemed only right. She saw the ranch sign ahead and pulled in towards the house. She passed a huge pasture with cows and horses mingling. She parked. Nervous, she put her hair up in a ponytail and took a long drink of water. She spit her gum out and took a deep breath, getting out. She walked up the steps, seeing the front door was open, the screen door closed. She knocked loudly. Nothing. She heard laughter in the back, a dog. Grace looked slightly embarrassed when she woke up clinging to McKinley. “I’m sorry, I must have dozed off!”He resisted the temptation to say something snarky. Instead, he tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear and said, “No need to apologize. We’ve been working hard lately. I nearly fell asleep with you, but the plane started to toss about a bit.”Grace smiled, “Thanks, Mac. It felt good to sleep a little.”She went to turn back into her chair, but he held onto her hand. “I like when you. I thought I was dreaming - "He" was written there!Casually with one hand on the door frame and a travel bag in the other, Frank grinned at me. "Well, Martin - haven't seen you in ages?" he asked me. I was still speechless. "My schedule made a weekend trip possible. I could find a nice motel nearby. Would you like to spend the weekend with me? Or are you already scheduled elsewhere?"I had to swallow three times before a "but I love it" came cawing over my lips. "I just need to pack my.