It was the most erotic feeling you could ever imagine. Before she knew it, she was making familiar noises and Jake knew that her moaning meant she wa... close. He used long licks now, he liked into her pussy and fucked her with his tongue, then moved up to her clit where he lapped up her juices. He grabbed her thighs as her body began to stiffen, then he felt her lose control and cum, her body writhing in time with each wave of orgasm that hit her. Lucy felt incredible. She often found it hard. Two shots rang out and he slumped to the table, lying over it slowly as a red stain covered the tablecloth. Only one was for him. She shot the other man as he grabbed for his pistol. “Oh dear. I’m sorry about the tablecloth, Ma’am. We’ll pay for it, I assure you.”Zeke, never the most tolerant of people, finally had enough. Two pistols came out like they had a mind of their own. “Miz Parsons please excuse my language but this shit has gone on long enough. We come here in peace to trade and run. What makes her so much better? That she can sit smugly in an empty subway car looking down at me.I'm just as good as she is!No, not really.She's a Nun, a woman of the faith.Still how can she tell I just got off work?Is the smell of smoke and alcohol that strong?It must be, she couldn't possibly see my outfit beneath these cloths.But she knows, I just know it. The way she keeps looking at me from time to time, with that look of lowly pity... and disgust.Well what the hell does she want from me?. She had kicked off her shoes and socks and her bare legs were smooth and slender beneath her pleated shirt. He had to remind himself that Davie was no longer a child and he couldn't treat her as one now. He also had to remind himself that she was his daughter."Did you have a nice chat with Trish Byers?" he suddenly asked. Davie opened her eyes and looked at her father, "Oh yes, Daddy. She's so understanding. Really a nice woman. And so pretty, too. She's a dish!" Yes, Miss Byers is quite.