His hands felt really nice as they rubbed across my shoulder blades, down my spine, and then up and back on my ribs. Then he put his hands on my hips ...nd seemed to pause for a second before rubbing lotion into my butt. He rubbed me in a big circular motion making sure to get every inch of my skin, he even got a little underneath my suit. His hands moved down to get the back and inner parts of my thighs, making sure to to work all the way up to my private area. It felt like he got everything but. He was a bit flustered when the Mistress asked him to back her up when they went over to the Rocking "R" to arrest the two yahoos who had committed murder in the name of clearing out the settlers from supposed "open range" when each farmer had a legal document issued directly by the railroad with the blessing of the Territorial Governor. Both he and his brother were planning to get one of their own because all they had to do was show a bible with their name and place of birth to qualify. Both. In the next one week I was deeply involved in the work.I involved myself with full heart in the work. In addition to it I was continuously seeing his face in my mind. While working also I use to have his face before me. Even after going home or at school I use to remember him. I wished next Saturday Sunday he will sure visit here. But, I was wrong, he didn’t turn up. Another week was very much the same. He didn’t turn up again. Now I have started dreaming about him as a real man in my life.I. My breasts swung like pendulums as I bent forward to take the panties completely off. Alex’s breath got heavier and faster as I had to lift my legs up and wide apart to get the knickers over the long spiked heals, giving him plenty of opportunities to photograph my now dripping honeypot. My mind was an absolute blank by now. I never gave a second’s thought to my husband of two weeks or the fact that apart from my GP no other man had ever seen my most intimate parts. “Oh God, Lynn, my balls.