If else, then how can I rub my dick on it? (giggled)Me: (With shy voice) Okay, dear, but I need some time to adjust.Guy: Okay, baby, you can take your...own time. I know it’s new for you.We both gazed at each other’s private parts like hungry wolves. I was continuously teasing him by covering my pussy in between with my hands. Soon, I stopped covering it, and I let him have a good look at it better than before.Guy: Babe. Let’s have real fun. Are you ready?Me: Yeah, I am excited to have fun. Let’s. I got two with the shotgun, one with my pistol, and my dog got one from the wagon’s seat. The owner sent a boy for the undertaker. Please see to the collection of the valuables from the bodies and return them to me. I’ll pay for the undertaker to bury them because I don’t believe in leaving garbage in the street.” The man stares at me for a moment, slowly nods, and walks back out. Stripping the dead is standard practice in this time and place.Miguel says, “The Town Marshal, he waits for orders. He went on to the point where we both promised to take him wherever we went, simply to shut him up. It’s not like as Mages we have an awful lot to fear, particularly from our friends William and Verenestra, but apparently duty is duty to Tu’tar.“Just be thankful I persuaded him that our bedroom was out of bounds,” Róisín giggled as we finally escaped his tirade.“Glad you did, because I was getting nowhere,” I chuckled.“Abi, Brianna and Imelda were having none of it either,” Róisín added with a. Her heart pounded again and she struggled to find something to do with her hands.David handed her the glass - there was something in it. 'I found you a straw,' he said, his eyes twinkling in the half light.She rolled her eyes in acknowledgement of her clumsiness. 'Thank you.'She took the glass, placing her lips around the straw, then, realizing the symbolism of her actions she looked away from him. David watched as she drew the water through the paper tube. 'Hmm, eco-friendly.' Oh, shut up.