The wind was blowin', an' it fanned a little fire inta a ragin' storm of flames. The story is that the fire blew across the prairie faster than a hors... could run, an' the flames was 40 feet high. The fire burned all the way ta the Kiowa River, an' it stopped there 'cause the wind had died and the sparks weren't blown across ta the other side. Anyhow, that fire started right near here, an' that's how this here town got its name."I didn't know if that story was true or not, but I sure was. I have always made my goal to bring a woman to orgasm or else I do not cum. It is a philosophy which has served me well. Heather was a perfect example. She came a lot with me, and was very happy and willing to do anything for me. Anal, cum in mouth blow-jobs you name it she was game. We didn't start getting too adventurous until after a couple months. we discussed fantasies and which once we really wanted to fulfill and which ones were best left undone. We both decided that being watched, and. The fire in Essie was growing faster than I could stroke her. I tried to match her intensity, I became a sexual warrior, stimulating her clit as well at the same time! Essie went over the top. I stopped moving. I pressed my fingers up tightly against her G-Spot, holding them still, pushing harder. Essie's pussy was pulsating, her body was throbbing and I didn't move. I wanted her to enjoy this deep state of pleasure. Then I did it again, taking her higher than she has ever been. Essie having. "Jill caressed the leather garter belt, marveling at its glove-like softness. Her hands move to the firm, shapely rear and caressed the leather there, as well. With a deft movement, she placed her right hand squarely on Lisa’s panty covered mound, cupping it. She could feel the warmth. The leather felt alive in her hands, as it gave way to the throbbing underneath. Lisa was obviously quite aroused – her lips swollen against the panty.Jill kissed down her body. Lisa’s soft skin and her perfume.