We anyway used to talk quite a lot, I tried to turn it into a sexual nature, but she hated the idea of how people just hook up with other person, and ...ever calls, or keep in touch later. I always thought she was the type who would only date if it’s a serious thing, and a prude in general. But, in one of our chats, she mentioned her stats because I told her how I found her breasts to be small and not a handful (I was taking a risk). To which she responded that she is a 32C, and they are quite a. The favorite color was red because it complimented the redcoat uniform of the regular British Army.There were no Indians with the British and that was because General Cornwallis’s wife had expressed a belief that they were savages and smelled quite dirty all the time. The Indian supporters were turned over to General Arnold for his use as he so desired. He was quite happy to have this contingent of proven killers in his unit and he rewarded them with provisions from the reserve food supplies. Me: I want you to take off your skirt and panties.We both took off our agreed clothes, she shyly and me enthusiastically. If anyone walked past, we would be in serious trouble. She sat there on her bare buttocks with her skirt and panties at her ankles and her blouse fully unbuttoned while I sat on my bare buttocks too with my long pants and boxers at my ankles.Me: Come dear, blow for me.Hannah: *acts innocent* What's blow?Me: Don't pretend pretend la. You know what, that time I explained to. I am at His mercy, yet I fear not because He has already gained my trust. He leads me to the passenger side of His car and asks me to get in, slipping down into the cool seat. My heart racing at the thought of what is to come. He gets in and leans over me, I can feel His hot breathe on my half exposed chest. He grabs the seat adjuster and lowers me back. He orders me to slide my hands under my buttocks and I do so without hesitation. As He starts to drive, He takes a hand and runs it over my.