She watched Derrick's hand disappear under her dress. When the fingers reached the top of her thighs, just inches from her sex, she reached down and g...abbed his hand. "Derrick," she whispered.Derrick smiled but didn't remove his hand. He held it still until he felt her grip relaxing. When it did, he moved the inch he needed."Uhhhh!!!" Elaine gasped and tightened her grip on his hand again. However, it was too late, his fingers had found her wet lips. Fearing that she was going to climax right. You brush a fingertip over my wet clit and slide behind it towards my soaked opening. You push in three fingers and rotate them within me. I grind against your fingers for several moments then tenderly remove your hand and lower myself onto your shaft. I bring your hand to my lips and lick my own juices. Your eyes widen with desire as my tight vagina engulfs your cock. When you are fully in, I stop, close my own eyes, and squeeze myself round you. I feel your cock flex in response. I open my. “Indian, don’t you want to trade in your buckskins for some of these new waist overalls?”“No Ma’am, I reckon I’ll keep wearing what I got for a while longer,” Tom grinned as he saw Cal walk stiffly into the room too.“You fellers come over here and let’s get you some boots that’ll fit, then we’ll find you a nice new hat,” Mrs. Bonner told them, as she led them through a door into a room that had long wooden tables with new boots paired up all over the table tops.Tom and Cal followed them into. The thought turned her on immeasurably.Asking the secretary to hold her boss off for a moment, she slipped into the ladies' room and took off her brassière and knickers, hiding them behind the cistern."He's ready for you now," said the secretary as she returned.Sharon took a deep breath and walked into the man's study, where he was standing looking out of the window. She shut the door carefully, and then locked it. The snick of the lock made him turn and look at her quizzically."I won't ask why.