She withdrew her hand and placed it directly on my crotch.“Do you like?” she asked, squeezing my balls and feeling for my dick.“Yes,” I replie....“I like it too,” she replied, slipping out of her shirt and tossing it on to the comforter.“I like your muscles,” she breathlessly remarked, as she reached behind her back and unfastened the clasp that held her brassiere in place. She slipped the spaghetti straps of her bra down her arms and held her bra in place with one hand.“Do you like?” she asked,. I was mystified, but she led me across to the corner where there was a slight passage I had never noticed, and a ladder leading up to a half loft at the upper level. She pushed me up, then followed me, and I found we were above the side of the feed room, able to look down on it, but the loft was deep enough we could keep out of sight from below. The floor was covered with straw. I momentarily wondered how Esme had discovered this, but let the moment pass. We were here now, and Esme was. More

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