She wore a light jacket over a halter-top and short white shorts. Her long tanned legs looked beautiful. Once out of sight of the main house and barns... Kitty paused and looked around. With a grin, she slipped off the jacket and handed it to me. A grin came to my face as she reached up and removed the halter-top. Handing me the top she said, ‘Much better.’ She took the jacket back and slipped it on. I let my eyes wander over my wife’s small breasts. The cool air had her nipples standing up hard. I pulled his hand down without saying anything. I was not even looking at them as if they don’t exist. The servant grabbed my left breast directly and squeezed my boob. When I tried to push his hand, the driver grabbed my right breast and pushed his finger on the nipple and gently brushed the nipple’s upper part with his finger. I tried to remove their hands but this time, they held my hands.I gave myself away, as I was enjoying everything from the beginning. They knew as I smiled at them when. There wasan M, also in parenthesis, sitting next the F in the block indicating hersex. Sonya's birth date next to his own and on one corner of the heavypaper was a prominent chip containing the biometric data for the newreaders to scan.The customs agent, a heavyset Hispanic woman named Doug didn't keep herat the counter very long, but she did have to scan both of her hands andhave her retina's scanned by the heavy machine that had been installed onthe counter before Doug would wave her. "He moved and grasped the shaft of his cock and aimed it at my little hole. Rested it against my opening. I lifted myself. Felt the head of his cock open up my ass."Like that?." Yes yes, like that. Put it in me. Fuck me." Moving my ass back to try and engulf his cock.He pushed himself deeper into meMuch deeper than his fingers.Leaned down. Breathing on my neck. Strong hands curled up under my shoulders, pulling me onto his cock. Pushing deeper. Grunting as he thrust into me."Yes. Yes fuck me.".