Actually, it was worse than that: I was actually getting myself off and was more or less at the point of no-return when she appeared. The shower glass...was a bit steamy. but at my eye level, I had a clear view of her hairy snatch as she let go.It put me over the line when she did, and before I could stop myself, I was spraying a hell of a lot of spunk onto the shower screen. It was a bit embarrassing. I stopped as soon as I could, and sprayed water on the glass to wash my spunk off. I sneaked a. I told him it would be ready in 3 weeks and he paid a deposit. Maybe I ought to go into business manufacturing these modified shotguns. I'd think about it.Meanwhile, we had a big problem in Zuni. So many people had been killed during the Comanche attack that the town was dying before my eyes. The owner of one of the general stores had been killed, along with his whole family. The barber had been killed and so had the Catholic priest. The vet had lost a leg and was talking of moving back to his. Tim’s eyes opened, his jaw dropped, and his cock began to stir. “Sam, you can’t be serious. What would everyone say?” “Tim? I know this is hard, but stop and think for a minute. Who’s going to know?” Yeah, that did it, Tim felt like a jerk. “Okay, get up there and move over. And no hogging all the blankets.” “Ingrate.” “Hog.” The lights went out once more. How do these things ever happen? Two people were innocently sharing a bed for the night, when at some point they moved towards each other.. Then as she made her way back up to her chest she pushed her top up just enough to show him some "underboob" (as he'd heard it referred to) as well.Now she moved on to her upper chest, and not wanting to disappoint him she made sure to "unknowingly" push her top down too far to give him a good view of her cleavage. As she did so, she pushed her fingers all the way down and around her nipples and was delighted to feel how hard they were. She lingered for a few extra moments, closed her eyes,.