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She’s here!

Inside, the little boy in me is jumping up and down clapping his hands excitedly with all the new things happening just over the horizon at our ranch. I want to throw the world’s largest party to celebrate all of the amazing fortune we’ve found ourselves in since Kelly put Elizabeth behind bars, throwing away the keys as the justice system throws the book at her.

Kelly’s finally got her things here and moved them into appropriate locations. Like her clothes in the guest closet for now and her kitchen things mix in to what we already have. Owen and I have a humdinger of a proposal plan together and I think she’ll be ecstatic with our efforts.

Owen also, has been bringing his things to settle into the main homestead as well. The ranch itself feels charged with so much electricity that we could probably power our own plant!

Also, while Kelly’s settling in, he and I have spent some time remembering Truman and how he had everyone come together for a weekly meal. In honor of the man whose life became his legacy, we both agreed to do the same.

I’m so excited that things have been getting along without a hitch here at the ranch. The men are feeling better day by day and we’ve hired some other workers to help them with the blueprints and supplies for the new barn.

I also have asked the workers to come up with some schematics for a bedroom renovation to accommodate three. It’s going to be wonderful and I can’t wait to see what they’ll draw up.

Once we’ve got a semblance of organization and Kelly leaves to get more boxes from her place, Owen and I set to work on our plan. He gets together a charcuterie board with various cheeses and meats, adding some fruits and spreads. It looks amazing and I, for one, can’t wait to dig in.

I pick some wines that’ll pair well with the cheeses and get a lovely soft blanket folded, ready to go. We take our things down to the barn that temporarily holds the horses and place the items in the fridge for now. Owen takes some fire wood up to our spot, leaving it there until later.

I had the new livestock person, Lilly, how apropos, gather some fresh flowers, which is great because she also knows a lot about plants and flowers. Some time ago, Owen found a golf cart that we thought would be good to run back and forth between the farthest ends of the ranch instead of the quads. I had Lilly decorate it with flowers and bows.

As the day wears on, so do our nerves while waiting to ask Kelly to marry us. She gets back and has all of her things finally put away.

“All done here, guys. What do we do now?” Owen takes one of her hands so I blindfold her. “Wha-what’s going on?”

“You’ll see,” Owen whispers, walking her out the door and onto the decorated cart. She sits down and I start the engine, releasing the clutch and going up the tiny hill. “We hope you’ll enjoy what we’ve prepared.”

“Oooh,” she says snickering.

Up the hill, we stop and turn her to the side. Owen and I get down on one knee and tell her to take the blindfold off. The look on her face is so satisfying as her eyes grow wide and a smile forms across her lips as she covers it with a hand. “What are you doing?”

“We’re asking you to marry us!” from behind our backs, we take a long stem rose holding it out for her to take. Each stem has a ring on it, one from me and one from Owen.

She tries to hold back some tears, but can’t and cries, “Oh! Absolutely!” She jumps up, giving us a hug and has a seat on the blanket, wiping her eyes.

After some food and wine, and a couple of jokes, the setting sun makes a beautiful portrait of colors across the sky. I lay Kelly down and climb on top of her as Owen lights the fire.

“It’s perfect,” she says and kisses me fully on the lips. Owen joins us and she tells him the same thing as she kisses him.

We have a fun time tossing our clothes off and dancing around the fire in the nude, with no fear of being seen or judged. Kelly takes us both by the hand and we lay back on the soft fabric. She plays with my cock like it’s her new toy, rubbing the shaft up and down. He’s already about to blow.

Doing the same to Owen, I hear him moaning as she takes him into her mouth, licking his cock up and down. I decide that I’m going to give her the best finger fuck and while she’s sucking him off, I spread her legs and dive beneath her, taking her clit into my mouth and twisting my tongue around it.

She moans as I slip my fingers inside her wet groove and make her writhe so much that she has to lay back. Owen playfully licks my dick like it’s a lollipop and runs his hand over my sac, massaging it thoroughly and erotically.

Driving my fingers into her harder and quicker, she comes with a slightly louder moan, trying not to call attention to what we’re doing up here. I flip over onto my back and she climbs on top, sliding down the length of my tentpole. The silhouette of her breasts are lit up by the fire and it turns me on.

Owen lays next to me and begins to kiss me as Kelly continues to ride me like a horse. I feel everything working together, the moon, the fire, the wine, her body, just mind-bending fuckery.

I feel my legs tense and electric pulses fly up my torso and into my brain. I come so hard that I can’t catch my breath right away. She comes, allowing her juice to flow down my balls in wet, hot, streams.

Owen lays Kelly down and licks her nipples, playing with her tits. He then kisses her down to her belly and teasingly licks her as he acts like a hungry bear, eating her out. Before she comes, he sets up and plows his dick deep into her pussy. She smiles and then moans.

I lean Owen up onto Kelly’s body and stuff my sausage into his ass. I feel the tightness of his ass while I slide in and out. I can’t take too much more before I come again, quickly this time, and he grunts out his orgasm, still driving into Kelly.

She reaches over his back for my hands and squeezes them as she lets go, coming as Owen slumps down onto the blanket. With the fire lit and the coolness of the evening, we cover ourselves with a sheet and fall asleep.

Hand in hand with each other, under the stars


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