It is not hard at all to purchase multiple cases of their premium wines each year, provided you happen to be acquainted with the right people in the r...ght places. Having your grapes grown hydroponically with the exact nutrients and optimal colors of light probably doesn’t hurt my chances to barter for the six cases of that year’s premium wines in exchange. We have a whole section running the full length of the barn, where we grow each variety of their grapes. Over the years, we have refined the. We now were able to talk about how we enjoyed the night, how hot both of them were and how active our sex life has become since the night. We were also able to talk about our limits. I told them, that we were not ready for sex right now. Martin and Clara would have been ready, but were actually very OK with this, because we were all inexperienced in this regard and not wanted to risk this couple-relationship with premature actions. After dessert, we went to the living room, got on the couch and. But now, as I crouched low behind some 'Wheely bins', my body cooled as the nights cold breeze seeped into my exposed crotch, my short skirt offering no protection, as it rode high on my exposed legs, the hemline high enough to expose my crotch, my thin panties, clinging to my contours, and in the dulling light my finger traced my outline, my thighs wide open as I studied myself, my fingertip running around the circle and up and down the line of my vagina, that bit felt good, and as I waited. She took my hair in her hands, and pressed me into her pussy, urging me on. I took my time; we had all night. I focused on just touching her clit with the tip my tongue, tap tap tap. A long slow teasing dance. Soon, the urgency in her movements told me she was nearly ready, so I increased my rhythm and slipped a finger into her anus. Her whole body came off the bed as she exploded on my face, her hands pulling my face into her and her hips grinding in small circles. As she lay back, I caressed.