And every time you come to see me in my office." You really like them, James?"I didn't answer her in words. Instead, I took my hands off her tits and ...eached behind her ass to pull her closer to me. Then I put my mouth over one hard nipple and sucked it into my mouth trapping it with my teeth lightly while my tongue went to work caressing the meaty morsel. "Ohh God, James..." she moaned, her hands moving up the hold my head and running her fingers through my hair. My own hands went to work. Emma was traveling with her uncle’s family. Once in California, she planned to enroll in college and continue life as an independent woman, a rare thing in 1847. She wasn’t looking for a husband. She was searching for a new and exciting life, and enjoyed the sense of adventure, even danger, that this journey promised. Luke was on his own; he had hired himself out as one of the security guards attached to the wagon train. He was working his way westward; the dangers that he accepted became his. With the ease of access to her back, I removed her bra and threw it to the floor along with her jacket.She could not take the foreplay any further and turned herself towards me topless! I started kissing her neck and slowly going down with each kiss. At the same time, my hands were massaging her nipple and breast sufficiently.I started giving pecks to her right nipple and my right hand was pressing her exposed left boob simultaneously. I was attacking her boobs with my lips and hands. In fact the numbers dwindled to just me and the miserable owner had decided to turn in, leaving the keys with Sam to lock up.."Oh well, looks like you've got little old me all to yourself now then - well for the next hour or so anyway, when we need to lock up" she said in a flirty way, smiling and looking deeply into my eyes as I slurped from my half empty pint glass. I knew that this was my chance.I raised my slouched body upright and stuck out my chest (trying to look masculine) and replied.