.. but one thing at a time. FirstiI put his hand to my breasts, one by one. It was fabulous. I asked him, “Do you like them?” “Oh yes,” he ans...ered. I had spent all this time touching him but his touch was dievine. He touched stroked and squeezed them gently and this let me know what kind of lover he was, he knew how to touch a woman to excite (not all men do, not all of them pay attention in class). I wanted him to touch my pussy and I wanted him to feel how wet I was. To see the look on his. I looked up and saw him looking at me through half lidded eyes, drinking in the sight of this young boy so joyously sucking on his cock. I stuck my tongue out, placed his member on it and slowly sucked him into my eager mouth. I cannot begin to describe to you what it feels like to suck on a man whom you’ve been lusting after for months.I started gently, only sucking on his head and the first few inches of his shaft. Bobbing my head up and down on his length while I used my tongue to tease him. But one step at a time though.So I handed over my phone and she made her call. Later she told me that her husband was out of town for a day. I was just controlling myself from pouncing on her even though that outfit was driving me crazy.I asked her to stay for dinner and she agreed. Bingo! This was the right time. We ordered food and went ahead to relax on the couch watching television.I decided to bring the topic of her sex life. This time, she readily started talking about it but soon became. I picked off the last of the KKK leaders and four of the remaining six rioters with my 10 shots. The last two had gotten out of range by the time I got around to them, so they escaped being killed, but I would not be surprised if they did carry some buckshot with them.We left the men lying in the street while we waited for the marshal and his deputy to show up. There certainly was enough noise from all of those shotgun shells going off to let them know that their attention was needed down our.