My daughter Alyssa was the first to speak, “Daddy! Can we ask you some questions?”I knew what they wanted to ask me about. Sex! I thought about wa...ing my wife up to help answer them too but she looked so beautiful and peaceful lying there. So I held my finger up to my lips to signal them to be quiet, then I pointed at my wife so that they knew not to disturb her, and finally I pointed outside. They understood! I swung my feet out of bed, grabbed my underwear off the bedpost, and stood up to put. Sometimes patrons were expected to simply step outside into the street or alley! Except for the fallen women, the saloon was an all male preserve.Chairs, tables, gambling equipment, a bar, liquor, and soiled doves invited patrons to relax and have a good time. Many a saloon was located in a separate part of town to keep the rowdy element away from the "better class" of citizens. This could be a town's only saloon or, in a larger town, it might be a separate district full of saloons and gambling. We talked, and she invited me to spend Friday night and Saturday at her place. I agreed, and looked forward to our time together.When I arrived at Whitney's apartment Friday night, she answered the door naked, smoking a cigarette. We kissed, and she showed me her bedroom. The only furniture in the bedroom was a double bed and a nightstand. There was a throw rug on the floor beside the bed. I understood now why I would sleep on the floor.I gave Whitney my cock cage, and she watched me undress.. And over.. And over… Before sliding my fingers lower once more till two of them come to rest deep inside you… I make slow hooking motions with my fingers deep inside you and feel you tense hard and then relax even further… More slow motions… Then picking up pace… Your lips fastened to mine… Your hand moving faster on my aching cock… My other arm holding you so tight to me… Moving more and more… Feeling you tensing… Panting my name… Gasping… Breath ragged… Till you suddenly go very still… And.