”Of course of course the horse had been forbidden to pick anymore of Addison’s pride and joy apple crop and the horse had adhered to that steady c...urse, more or less. That unsavory episode nearly caused the horse to report Wilbur to the ASPCA, but, cooler manes and heads had prevailed and peace and tranquility was restored to both the Post household and that of the Addison’s.Mister Ed longed for an Addison, but, had stayed vigilant and out of Addison’s apple tree, like I said: more or. Sweat was dripping down her neck onto her cleavage.She looked like a wild tigress filled with lust. She was now ready to be pleased. Her body needed to be worshipped. I put my hands on her cheeks, holding her tired face, and bent down to catch her wet lips. I started sucking her lips passionately. Taking my time to suck each of them well.My tongue found its way into her mouth. I could taste my own cum inside her while we were rubbing our tongues passionately. Exploring her warm mouth.I am now. I looked across the lounge area and noticed that the intense guy my wife had spotted was showing a great deal of interest and he was now staring hard at what was happening to my right. I looked and noticed that Jim was very slowly and gently finger fucking my wife who I could see was grinding her hips onto his hand as he pushed two fingers into her. The three of us were still chatting but my wife became more and more withdrawn from the conversation and distracted until finally she laid her. ” She smiled at him, he still had the feeling he was about to be eaten, but he resisted the impulse to step back.“Yes, I know. She said he might pick her up if he had time. I’m hoping to have a quick word; if I could get a reference from him then that would be useful in an application for post-grad at Yale.”“There, you see? Better to talk to him without the image of his pretty little girl’s mammaries in front of your eyes.How are you finding Doctor Thorne?”This was book three in the Barchester.