Greg found the night more enjoyable drinking less and making memories, Elissa allowed herself to relax and enjoy herself, her barriers falling as she ...elt more at ease in the group and the surroundings. As Greg watched he found her to be more beautiful the more at ease she was. Elissa found herself naturally leaning into Greg, finding that he had an aura that made her feel good. She felt safe next to him. She slowed her drinking down not wanting to embarrass herself by being sick in Greg's. Then, wordlessly, he stood up and browsed the cluttered bookshelves, finally pulling out a tall illustrated volume. He brought it over to Christi and leaned against the desk, facing her. Large ornate letters on the cover read ‘KHAJURAHO’ and Christi realized she didn’t know how to pronounce it. He quietly opened the volume and held the page up for her to see. The page was filled with a photograph of a temple in India. The façade was entirely covered in sculptures, apparently stories and stories. Brenda and I had talked to Jose about his cousin. I found out that his cousin Manual was about 10 years older and had worked on a ranch in Mexico for years and was a very experienced ranch hand. Manual's wife had died last year and he wanted to see his sons come to the states so now seemed like a good time to make the move. Manual and his two sons' turned out to be excellent ranch hands.Brenda was in her own element and had taken to running the ranch with little or no problems. All of our ranch. He slid his big hard cock into her tight, hot, wet pussy. She moaned with excitement, as he moved slowly while holding her up with his strong arms, taking turns kissing her neck and her lips as he slid his cock deep inside her. He took his cock out and put her down, then guided her over to the sink and bent her over the counter. Tristan rubbed her ass checks and said, “God your ass is perfect, so soft and round.” He then slid his cock back into her pussy, moving faster. She could feel his.