That's another thing about Lucia: when she talks to you you feel there's a connection. That your relationship with her is unique for her. "So how do y...u like our little group so far?" "It's good," I said, immediately feeling lame for giving such a tepid answer. She smiled, almost as if she were reading my thoughts. "And you're getting along with everyone?" As she said it, she brought our hands together. She held my eyes. "Yes," I said, and the sense that I should be more forthcoming was so. "I need..." "What?" he asked, continuing to pound her pussy and massage her clit. "Do you need to come?" She didn't know what that meant! "I just- I need... Please!" she panted. "This?" he asked joyfully as he applied just a little more pressure to her clit. "Yes! Yes! Yes! she screamed. Her body exploded in her first orgasm. SHe felt her already swollen tight pussy walls convulse around his huge prick. It must have been too much for him to be squeezed even tighter because he pumped into. He expected the house to contain only Turner, his wife, or possibly a servant.He was in luck. Turner himself, based on Alice's description stood a bit to the left, still fiddling with his gun belt.Jake pointed the shotgun at him, straightening out and keeping his back to the wall."Drop the pistol, Mr. Turner. I have come to discuss compensation for the Minot Ranch."Jake noticed a woman glancing into the hallway on his right. Before he could get any details, he realized that Turner, seeing. Somehow, he always managed to not quite meet the requirements. Since she was working in a less-than-perfect job, and he was working only a few hours a week, their money problems multiplied. Then in one of his manic-fueled periods, Darius came up with the idea of appearing on Right or Wrong.Right or Wrong was a television game show that appeared on the adult cable channels. The whole show was BDSM-based and way past R-rated. The host was called Master Arnold. His two assistants were called.