He tells me about a ranch outside of town where a large group of gringos are training in basic military manoeuvres and the men from the ranch beat up ...exicans and Indians when they can. The ranch is owned by a senior local leader in The Cause, and he’s very vocal in removing the Mexicans from any power in the local civic structure. One interesting point is because he’s so supportive of The Cause the rest of his family hate it and how it’s now dominating their lives. A very interesting point of. This all feels very strange in fact” as she pulled her arm away. “So are you telling me you don’t like intimacy at all dear?” Mrs. Dempsey asked. Not sure what to say but assuredly knowing she did however Catherine replied “Ohhh no mam, not at all. Who doesn’t appreciate and enjoy intimacy mam?” “I do too, Catherine. I know I do” Mrs. D. came back and with that, she used the same hand and laid it on Catherine’s leg, just above her knee. Smiling, she asked “How’s this feel dear?” It sent chills. ..then closed again of their own accord as James gently seized her other nipple between his teeth. Oh! He was sucking and licking her breast, causing her back to arch and her breath to hiss with the waves of overwhelming pleasure washing over her.His free hand released her other nipple and slid downward once more. It was underneath the elastic of her panties! His fingers were combing through her pubic hair! They found her heat and her wetness and then…Diana made a shuddering cry as James. She just wriggled and writhed. Edging ever closer towards her glorious fate. Two wet fingers circling the engorged vessel of her dark passions. Frantic and wild. Yes. Imagining Clays tongue probing her most intimate of parts/ seeing him crouched naked on the floor/ his head moving between her thighs as he licks at the root of her pleasure. Oral caresses. Yes. His hand stroking her now. Parting her tender lips. Fingers pressing into her. Slippery strokes as his tongue swirls over that divine.