"Take this off for me." But..." Jane's skin was sensitive, acutely aware of Maura's touch. She was still trying to stay upright, bracing with a palm f...at on the desk behind her. Her body was responding quickly, and Jane could feel her nipples straining against the cotton of her bra, and warmth between her legs. "But..." she tried again, but couldn't get much out past the small protest. With the way Maura was going, the shirt was coming off with or without Jane's help."Shit..." Jane let out half. Looked great on her hands and toes. Besides it was a color she never wore before.It was getting late and we would have to get ready so we both jump into the shower. I had both of my hands on top of her breast while she wrapped her hand around my cock.My dark hands look good atop your white breast I told Kara.“Not dark enough” she shot back.Then she looked up at me as she was pulling on my cock.“You like my little white hands and the red nail polish tugging on something black” she said.“You have. Fondling my boobs had begun to arouse him, and his prick was already semi-hard, sticking out from his torso in a gentle arc, ending in a mushroom-shaped tip that seemed almost too heavy for his shaft. He kicked his boxers over next to my clothes, then returned one hand to my breasts, while slipping the other one between my legs, rubbing it along my now extremely wet pussy lips.I couldn’t take my eyes off his bouncing shaft and his big, swinging nut sack dangling between his legs. I reached out. " Yep, I'll keep that in mind. Let's git a place ta stay, soz we kin start out in the mornin'."The next morning, they started out early enough to arrive in Harlyville before noon. They decided to eat dinner before going after the object of their search, just in case it took longer than expected. As they were leaving the restaurant, they met the marshal and told him what they had in mind.The marshal started laughing so hard that they thought he was going to choke. "Sorry boys, Ya're the third.