’ ‘Do you live here?’ ‘I have a small farm. I live by creek and I fish.’ ‘Oh, you fish, do you? Which creek is this? I like to fish, too�... There was a pause in our conversation and then he struggled for words, saying, ‘Miss Jackson, you fish with me tomorrow?’ I was taken aback by his forwardness, but it was a gentlemanly offer so I accepted. He doffed his hat, took my hand as we parted and kissed it. I thought about him all the next day. He arrived the next morning and we walked some distance,. As nuts as I am about Lisa, she can at times be a bit aggressive and down right catty."Dale laughed."It's part of her charm!" Yeah," David reflected, "Maybe you're right." Well," Dale said, "I'll tell you one thing. I would be willing to pay admission to see what would happen if those two little females ever physically clashed." Although, I doubt Ann would ever let it come to that." he reflected."Now with Lisa, she's a catty little bitch and a little envious of Ann so she might, "Dale. From the look on his face and his sighs of pleasure I guess he knew he had hit the jackpot, here was one attractive, sophisticated, intelligent but oh so horny lady who did not give herself to anyone but was about to give him a night to rememberFinally they were both ready to fuck and she was there lying on the bed, legs spread so wide as he positioned himself between them. Patricia's and my eyes were focused on his swollen cock now as he hovered just inches away her and she murmured "oh yes". Meanwhile, she kneaded my pussy, pushing her big toe up to spread my lips, then sliding upwards to my already stiffening clit. I groaned, only slightly theatrically. Mistress knew where my hot buttons were, and clearly intended to push them all, one-by-one.I glanced up at her, she noticed, and smiled wickedly. I groaned again, and worked harder at nuzzling with my nose.She pushed her big toe against my pussy lips, and worked it left and right, eventually splitting my lips. Not surprisingly, she.