"Come on, you fool. If we don't go through with this they'll fry us both." F-Fry?" And the feds are listening. Do you want to ruin everything? Damned ...f you will!" She leaned across the seat and snatched his hand off the gear shift, drawing it powerfully toward her. "Come on, damn you!" she cried, still in a harsh whisper.After thirty years of marriage Jack had learned the futility of resistance to that decisive feminine tone. He slid obediently across the seat, allowing her to tug him out of. Her skirt is hiked higher as I get my hand in a better position and she spreads her legs wider. I rub her pussy in a tight circle and her breathing becomes labored. As soon as she stops this vehicle she's going to be all over me. When I stop touching her I'm not sure if her sigh is from relief or frustration, but I'm not done with her."Hey!" she exclaims as I pop open a couple buttons on her blouse. She tries to stop me, but steering the SUV slows her and her blouse gapes open enough to see her. She saw the door open through the corner of her eye without having to move her head. ‘Are you all right Jane?’ Gary asked in a very sincere voice. Jane got up on her elbows and looked down at herself. At some point Jane had disrobed to the point that she was wearing only panties and a bra. Jane possessed a stunning figure that she hid rather well beneath her clothing. At 39 Jane was an extremely good-looking woman. She lay back down on the bed and lamented her ‘advancing age.’ She knew she was. Absorbed in acting the part, she had forgotten herself and grown to see Lord Reynard as she saw Willie once. She wished herself in a ballad where a lord might wed a common lass, or where at least her broken heart might kill her. Yet she had sense to know legends from life. Neither would happen, and she would have to face things as they were. *** Before the Compline bell rang down, Lord Reynard realized his error. Lilac had been right to flee, she was formed for the Church, not for him. He.