Independent Woman

Marina found me very intriguing when we met two months ago, a self made billionaire and physically imposing over her. Marina is 5′ 9″ tall and I’m 6′ 5″. I rarely give interviews and wield power from the shadows. She has never dated or had a relationship with a man twenty years older than her. She has never had a man that is so sexual driven and is a dominant lover. Marina thought her ex-husband was wealthy until she met me, I introduced her to extreme luxury and the finer things of life. I introduced her to a wealth management advisor to invest her money. I created the Malone Charitable Foundation to provide financial support to nonprofit organizations that work to preserve and protect wildlife habitat and improve water systems. I have donated more than one million dollars to the environmental non-profit organization Riverkeeper. I purchased Taos Ski Valley in New Mexico. I donateD a conservation easement totaling approximately 90,000 acres in the Sangre de Cristo Mountains bordering the San Luis Valley in Colorado. This easement will provide the foundation for the proposed new Sangre de Cristo Conservation Area. I own the Trinchera Blanca Ranch located in the San Luis Valley. The Trinchera section of the ranch is currently protected by an easement administered by Colorado Open Lands. The new conservation easement Bacon intends to donate is to protect Blanca – thus protecting all 172,000 acres of land.

In addition to my work in Colorado, I haVE helped preserve and protect environmentally sensitive land in New York, North Carolina, and the Bahamas. MY key conservation projects include: Robins Island, Long Island, NY: After purchasing the “Jewel of the Peconic.” I secured the permanent protection of the land through a conservation easement and set about restoring a natural habitat that had been deteriorating for 300 years. Cow Neck Farm, Long Island, NY: My Cow Neck Preserve, LLC purchased the farm and donated a 540-acre conservation easement to the Peconic Land Trust, thus preventing development and ensuring the protection of the area’s habitat. I purchased the Trinchera Ranch in Costilla County, Colorado. I purchased the Orton Plantation in North Carolina. The longer I’m with Marina the more I love her. She is a independent complicated woman, a concert pianoist and independently wealthy from her divorce after a five year marriage. She has waited all afternoon in feverish anticipation. It has been much too long since since she had seen me, I’m the only man who can reduce her to jelly with a kiss. Showered, shaved, and silky with perfumed lotion, she paces the floor, her long sheer dress swishing around her ankles. Her small breasts aching, confined in the white lacy bra, the low cut of the cups barely containing the pale pink tips. The matching panties are damp already.

Finally she hears a car in the drive. I came to the door in a dark suit, white shirt, and tie, looking like a million bucks. I smile at her, sending her nerves tingling. ” Hello darling’,” She said as we smiled at the cliché. I slide my arms around her and kiss her, a deep passionate kiss with plenty of tongue that turns her on so much. When we finally came up for air she led me to the bedroom and shut the door. She can’t resist another kiss, this time pulling me to her and grinding against me. I caressed her ass with increasing roughness. ” Hurry,” She said; ” I need to feel you against me.” I took off my coat, hanging it neatly on the door hook. Next came the tie, and then, taking my time, my shirt. She slides her dress off her shoulders and lets it fall in a puddle on the floor. She steps to me and pulls my head down to kiss me again. I bent to untie my shoes, leaning over to tease her nipple with my tongue. I chuckled at her sounds, then finished removing my shoes and socks. Finally, I slide my trousers down. She licked her lips as she stared at the dark cotton bikinis stretched over my butt. Her hands stretched out to touch me, my cheeks nicely filling her hands. I took my time hanging up my trousers, enjoying her fondling. I turn slowly, reaching for her again. I slide my hands down the back of her panties. In a hot rush, my lips met hers, devouring her in another kiss. My hands stroked her ass, my body pressing against hers. Slipping one hand between us, I work my fingers into her bra. Flicking her nipple with my fingers, the bud quickly hardened. Her breathing grew ragged, every nerve in her body responding to my touch.

Losing her battle for self-control, she had to taste me. Falling to her knees, she pulled me to her. My cock is straining at the constriction of the tight fabric. She nuzzled the hard bulge. I moan and thread my hands into her hair to pull her closer. She licked my balls through my briefs, feeling my cock twitch as she did.