She glanced back a little bit nervously.I reached forward, my cock still inside her. I grabbed her damp hair and pulled it back in a ponytail. I wrapp...d her hair around my left hand and pulled it tightly, wrenching her head back slightly. She made a groan and her entire body tensed up as she clamped onto my cock.I resumed fucking her, at first slowly and building in speed and intensity. I gave her hair a moderate pull.I said to her, “Does your boyfriend fuck you like this?”She answered, “No!. ” Then, with a giggle, she went on. “Problem is, I now have no darn idea where I put some of the things.”The area around the case she was working on was becoming more and more cluttered, although it seemed that she still had items to remove. Apparently nearing the bottom of the case, she struggled with the angle and weight to pull something out. “Would you help me with this, please?”“Sure,” he said, putting the shovel down and walking over.“If you get one end, I’ll grab the other,” she began,. I walked him through what the statement needed to say, and he sat down to write it out. Ed sat with him and helped him at his request.While they were busy with that, I went over to the map of the Territory hanging on the wall and examined it. It only took me a few seconds to realize why Laura had directed me to the map. A large part of the northern half of Doña Ana County, including the northern half of Estancia Dos Santos, was cross-hatched with a deep red marker of some kind.The. Once I’d heard them leave I lifted the magazine off my face. Julie was sitting on the other side of the pool, directly opposite and was just gazing at me. Now, normally, I have no trouble at all knowing what Julie’s thinking - because she tells me. A refreshingly open and direct woman is my wife. But I just couldn’t decipher the look she had trained on me at that moment. It seemed to be a mix of accusation (or was that my imagination?), amusement and something else. What? … Challenge? ….