"Do it, now!"Lizzie moved as if in a dream. She found herself in front of the sofa and sank to her knees. Vivien's pussy was perhaps a foot in front o... her face and Lizzie couldn't stop herself from leaning forward until she felt her lips touch the hot, sensitive flesh."Yes, that's it! Lick me, eat me! Show me you want me," Vivien encouraged.Lizzie felt herself letting go and flowed into the sex act without inhibition. She used her tongue to try and draw as much response from Vivien as she. I let you get ahead a little as we walk to a bar by the river and order drinks so I can admire your figure.We sit beside each other looking out over the river and talk about nothing, as you lean in closer I pick you up and put you in my lap. As we drink I run my hands over you body, up and down your legs, over you curves, a quick swipe across your tits when no one is looking our way. Teasing you, testing you, until your nearly begging me to kiss you. Now I slide my hand up between your legs and. .. after all ... still a man.One of the other highlights occurred when I crossed the footbridge. I always made it a point to pause for a moment, just to see how the local fishermen were doing. I would scan the water to see what fish, duck, or other critter might be lurking below. I was often rewarded with some unusual sighting that would keep me occupied for the next few miles.My visa finally came through. I would need this to be able to travel to Russia. I also received my passport.. “Just a story of fantasies,” she answered. ” I love to write. “Do you mind if I read a bit?” He asked. Blushing, she slowly handed him the manuscript. She watched as the faded blue denim beneath the large silver buckle between his leather chaps began to tighten. “Dreams like these should be lived my dear,” he mumbled as he read her story. “I am just the cowboy to make them happen.” He said with a smile. Kneeling, she reached up, flipping the buckle open and tugged the zipper down. .