He looked at me for a minute, as though surprised. And then took it. ‘I’m Paul,’ he introduced himself, as he handed back the towel, searching f...r my eyes. There was something in the look. It was a look of mischief like he was trying to figure me out. I looked away. We had waited so long for a chance to get to know each other. An excuse…anything. It was wrong if I showed him no attention. And here it was. As he looked into my eyes, I felt unsure of what was next. ‘I’m Molly,’ I said. And then. When she had gotten herself together and dried her eyes, he called Pete back in."Are you ready now, Bella?" Pete asked."Oh yes, Please hurry! I want to wear Master's brand right away!" she said excitedly. She got back up on the table laying on her right side so he could work on her left cheek."Okay now hold still. This won't hurt as much as the piercings, but it might sting a little," Pete warned her. But Bella didn't care. She would have worn a real brand if it meant she belonged to Mark. She. I cleaned the debris out of my Blazer in the afternoon, and was pleasantly tired and sweaty when Connie stopped by at four-thirty.I offered her a beer and got one for myself, then we sat on the glider on the porch.Abruptly she asked, "Have you ever carried a gun?" Carried, no. Shot, yes. My dad had a shotgun for hunting, and my brother let me shoot his deer rifle." Ever handle a handgun?" Once or twice. It was a .22, I think." You'll have to qualify with a .38 snub nose," she said. "I've half a. I slowly rubbed my way down her tight stomach reaching the top of her soft panties. The cotton stretched across her thick lips inviting me to give them some attention, I started rubbing her virgin hole she started to wiggle and moan. I knew she was awake when I saw her hand join mine on her panty covered slit. I slowly slid her hand across her stomach leaving it cupped over her tit. She started rubbing her nipple, squeezing it between two fingers while I had a wet spot starting in her pink.