’‘By the way, I am quite happy for you to do it again.’‘Really’ Nathan said almost surprised.‘I don’t have panties on now.’‘How does...it feel with jeans?’ Nathan asks‘The stitching is so thick, fidgeting around can rub the wrong or the right way to make me feel a little warmth down there.’Under the table Nathan undoes the buttons on her jeans; between the unzipped denim Nathan views her shaved pussy. He starts to feel that beautiful cunt, her breathing quickens as he stimulates her.‘Come on, I. I could feel the bulge in his jeans that was pressed against my thigh. Suddenly I was pulled back to the real world when I heard the loud rumble of a lightning. I remembered where I was, flushed and breathing heavily, and chastised myself for being so silly as to lose myself in a hopeless dream. I finished the shower quickly and started dressing up. While I prepared for the party I couldn’t help thinking about my favorite subject. We had had a great time, Andrew and I. We had met each other. During the night, I heard a noise outside the barn and went to investigate. It was the young Apache curled in a ball with only her dress for warmth. The desert was chilly at night, even in the summer. I went into the barn and got my blanket. I motioned to the woman to get up, then wrapped the blanket around her and led her into the barn where it was warmer. "sik'az," I said. The Apache word for cold. She lay down on the hay, pulled the blanket closer, and stared at me the whole time.When I got. That small ass looked so perfect to me. If you were to think I was cool, calm, and collected, I was far from it! My heart was pounding so hard I could feel it in my temples. Nervous, cold sweat trickled from my armpits down my sides. I too was so emotionally drained it felt like I could faint.“Donna ... Donna ... please come here,” I asked softly. She turned her head, and I motioned her with my fingers. “Please come here to me!” I said firmer.She moved onto her knees, walking to me, unable to.