I wanted to call Misha, but he was standing there, smiling shyly. I stood up, gently stroking her thighs, we swapped. "Little by little start," I whis...ered silently.Misha busily spread vagina, put term as would be an example, slowly entered, time after time, adding to millimeter and gradually accelerating. Natasha started, Sasha, what is it? Misha got scared and pulled back a little pace. I solemnly said, "well, how cute, you feel!? - Pills! - Magic! " You feel good - nice? She whispered. You look at me and we both laugh, knowing that the only dinner tonight won’t be found in any store, or on any restaurant menu. No, tonights dinner will consist of soft kisses as appetizers, warm caresses, hard cocks and soft wet pussies as the main course, followed by cuddling on a bearskin rug next to a fire as dessert. Taking you into my arms, I hold you tight, giving you a soft squeeze but not letting you go. You reach around my back, placing your head upon my bare chest and we begin do. Ernesto stood a little straighter and slowly unfolded his arms bringing his right hand closer to his pistol. Looking at Ernesto Rafe said, ‘There’s no need for this amigo.’ The tall Mexican just shrugged his shoulders and looked at his employer. Rafe wasn’t afraid of the gun fighter nor of Ruiz and the other vaquero. But he didn’t see that a simple nod hello was reason enough for fighting. Taking a deep breath he tried one more time to avoid trouble. ‘Senor Ruiz, I did no dishonor to Juanita or. I could feel the finger against the top of my slit now rubbing gently and I was getting frantic, it felt so good I wanted to open my legs for more. Then somehow he managed to get the tip of his finger in and I groaned, I couldn’t help it, and now he must know I was awake and aware of what was happening. I was petrified of what was going to happen, maybe mum would wake up and stop him, but I knew she wouldn’t, she never woke up before 7 am and it was still dark.I couldn’t help it I rolled on to.