I felt his hands at my trousers (again!), pulling them off and then stripping me of my pants. Her tits were in my face and moved my hands down her sto...ach to her pussy. I’d never felt another girl’s cunt before and I was amazed at how soft and hot it was. Before I got any further, however, he was on top of me. He was naked now: his chest hair filing down his stomach and leading to his thick rock hard erection. He climbed on top of me, as she lay next to us, and slipped his dick inside my pussy.. The mule's lead rope was tied to the horn of Gil's horse and he followed the horse closely. The horses were skittish, but the mule followed docilely behind.They had gone about ten yards when Gil whispered to Tom to mount up. Once seated, they beat a path away as quickly as they could. They didn't stop for another ten minutes of riding. They slowed after that and went back to watching for breaks in the fence, happy to have come away unscathed. It would make a good tale around the campfire or in. It showed serious cleavage, not always covering my nipples. Plus my entire waist was fully exposed. The skirt was mid thigh, slightly flared and quite sexily hung off my hips. I finished it off with beige lace top stockings and a pair of white three inch heels. I hadn't worn a bra or panties since I was sixteen so I saw no reason to wear them now, right? I got to the trade show early and when the three owners saw me, their eyes nearly popped right out of their sockets. "Holy Christ! You look. ‘Oh.’ Richard finished unloading her bags onto the sidewalk, then brushed off his hands, on his jeans. ‘Well, it was nice meeting you, miss…’ he fished for a name. ‘Caden,’ she supplied. Her smile was fake. Her heart pounded with anticipation for the message. Or maybe it was fear. She managed to embrace his hand in a firm handshake. ‘How much do I owe you?’ she asked. Her hand reached into her back pocket back stopped at the feeling of warmth on her shoulder. Richard looked at her with sincere.