It was a little before noon, which meant she would be hiking the two miles across the savanna down to the river under the full heat of the day. Fifte...n or twenty minutes, that’s all it would take, but she was alone, she would be easily seen in the clearing, and you didn’t play games with thirst or exposure out here. She needed water.And the water that stretched out before her was special. Magical if you believed the historical records written by some early explorers who had tried to settle. Occasionally they ate out, but often one would invite the other to their apartment for a meal. She was surprised to find that Palmer was a pretty good cook. His reach was limited, hardy, basic fare; steaks, stews, meat and potatoes, that type of things. As he pointed out, he’d only learned to cook the things he liked to eat. She also discovered he was fairly knowledgeable about wine, knowing which wine matched up well with what dish. She was learning quickly from him.As close as they got, it. She had shuddered as I finished and collapsed next to me. I leaned over and kissed her. I could taste the remains of my cum in her mouth but didn't care. Annie turned on her back and spread her legs."Lick me!" she whispered in desire. I pushed her feet up to her bum, and then spread her knees wide before going down on her and licking her already wet lizard. Annie was still shuddering from my first attack on her pussy when there was a knock on our door."Breakfast!" Mother Katie's voice told us. The idea of that made her nervous. She wasn't ready to dress in public.So then I gave her my address. I told her she could pull right into the garage and nobody would see her. But even the idea of driving dressed made her nervous.The only thing she would agree to was me coming to her. The problem was she lived her fiancee who had no idea she crossdressed or wanted cock. It had to happen during the day when the fiancee was at work. Finally, we agreed to meet on a Tuesday during the day. .