Her cheeks were still flushed red, but now with her own obvious excitement at what she had just done for me. Her own breathing had become a little rag...ed. She finally stopped as her last stroke up the length of my shaft from the base to the head squeezed the last significant amount of cum to the head of my cock, where it oozed out, dribbling over and in between her fingers as she slid them over the head. “Oh wow!” Julia squealed out loud as she slowly removed her hand from around my cock,. Then we went and got ready, I had my kilt with a nice shirt with Kirsten and Alison wearing suitable dresses to dance in but still sexy. When the rest of the guests arrived, which was most of the village, the party started. Everyone had a great time dancing, singing as well as the food and drink also chatting. Around Midnight the party was over and everyone headed away, which just left Alison, Kirsten and me. I was clearing up some things when I suddenly felt a hand move under my kilt and move. “This scarf belongs to Mother! She has many just like this. That piece of white cloth is from a petticoat. She was here when they broke the handcuffs. It must have been Ryan. Surely Mother wouldn’t have concerned herself with doctoring one of those other men.”“Gray Hawk is motioning for us. He’s found more sign.”“Four riders come here – five leave. Two ride one horse,” he told them as he pointed to the tracks where they had mounted.“Until we know different, we’ll assume the fifth rider was. " 'Girl! She called me girl again', Michael thought as he went back behindthe counter to pour another cup of coffee. He carried the cup over to Amyand said, "Here you go, Amy." That's Mrs. Anastas", Amy responded calmly, yet sternly. Michael's face lost all expression before he responded, "Of course. I'msorry, Mrs. Anastas."Michael walked over to the elderly couple as he contemplated what hadjust transpired. He was not getting any special treatment from his wife.He had to treat her the same way.