Jacob couldn't understand her reluctance to learn to ride. It was a skill everyone in the West needed. She wasn't interested in learning to shoot eith...r.Ann had taught Marnie the basics of gun handling when Jacob had refused. His style with a gun was far different than what Marnie needed to know. He told her he would teach her the finer points of a rifle and a shotgun at some point but pistol learning would have to come from someone else. It was one skill that Jacob possessed that he hoped he. Shania looked up into my eyes. “I like your bed.” I shook my head. “Not going there.” “One day,” she said. “Then you’ll be mine forever.” I chuckled. “You need to stop talking nonsense. The idea of us becoming a couple is beyond absurd.” “You can tell me that you don’t want me, but everything you’ve done tells another story.” “What have I done, Shania?” I said, somewhat more gruffly than I intended. “I helped you out when you were in trouble. I stood beside you when you were in need. I fed you. In all such circumstances I've been a voyeur, ONLY!I support, encourage, and photograph these various encounters; I welcome the men warmly; I feel excited as I see the lustful facial expressions on their faces as my wife and they get naked on the bed; my heart begins to beat excitedly as I try to be as unobtrusive as I can while this goes on (though trying to take good photos at the same time). There is an incredible feeling of sexual excitation in me as I am soon ignored, if not totally. But the fucking of the dildo continued, up and down, whirling in circles, spinning inside of me and continuing to pleasure my hot pussy. My cream was dripping down onto the machine, as I came again, this time keening high and shrill as my body trembled on top of the Sybian. I hadn't even needed the clit stimulation, my g-spot was getting worked over so well. My breasts bobbled as my head fell back and I jerked and sobbed with extreme ecstasy.It was almost too intense, but I couldn't stop... not.