Jessie fired into the air, deliberately this time. "Tell me." He-he's got a derringer in a vest pocket -- please don't shoot me -- and...and a b-bowie...knife in his right boot." Take 'em, mister, out and toss 'em by the rifle," Jessie told the guard.She pointed the pistol right at his head. The guard glared at her, but hedid as she said.'Thank the Lord,' Jessie thought. 'If that bastard decided to call mybluff, I'd have really been stuck. That damned spell of Shamus' would'velaid me out on the. She’s dancing under my feet for attention, and I snuggle with her for a bit, before showering for my date. I’m to meet her at her house. She tells me it’s not a date, but she insisted on cooking for me. Apparently she’s a chef, and loves to cook. I've never had a chef cook me a dinner like this, so who am I to say no? I slip into a short black mini dress, and head off to hers. Thankfully, the night has brought some cooler air, but not by much. Arriving, I’m greeted by a beautiful redhead. Her. She turned her head to the left and saw Lily on her back, her legs spread wide over Father’s shoulders. Her hands were ripping the straw from the bed and she was praying, ‘Ohhh God, Ohhh God, Ohhh God, Ohhh God, Ohhh God.’ Joan could only see the top of Paul’s head, but she could hear a loud sucking noise coming from between Lily’s legs. Lily attempted to scream, however was unable to utter a sound. She was out again, her arms flopped to each side of her, still clutching hands full of straw,. She explored him then, with hands and mouth and tongue, over his shoulders and neck and down his chest and belly. Then she was kneeling before him and her hands found the laces of the breeches and tugged lightly. She looked up at him with a great smile of shining white teeth as the breeches slipped loose and his cock reared up before her, steadily growing in arousal as she watched it. She took his cock in her fingers and stroked it slowly, lightly, then a little faster and firmer, until she.