Smoldering fire: check.On one side, finely shaped breast under hand: check.On the other side, excellent buttocks against hip: check.Outside, War pony:...I’ll have to check: check. .53 full stock Hawken flintlock and possibles bag between two liner poles: check. Check? I checked. I handled it lovingly. My own ... I’m not dreaming ... a rather severe pinch on my arm: check. I’m alive: check.Fuck!It looks like I’ve traded a 30 year old wife and three kids for a 16 year old wife and her 14 year old. I sat and wiggled, on my favorite butt-plug, chatted with a few guys and soaked my panties with cum again.I slept with the butt-plug in.Everything was supposed to start at 7 PM; I had the whole day to get ready. By about 2 I was totally cleaned-out or, as much as I was ever going to be. I was also well shaved/removed all over and smooth as a ‘gurl’ should be. By the time 6 rolled around and, the guy who would act as my ‘safe’ person arrived, I was more than ready and a bundle of nerves. This. So when the weather got warmer I would leave Harold and Spike and go into the woods behind the hut, and follow the path down to the lake were I would strip of completely naked and lay down on the sun warmed grass, I would pull at my nipples until they stood out proud, then slowly work my hand down to play with myself until I had come “oh those warm summer evenings were bliss”, dope always made me wont sex so much, sooner or later I new that I would need more than my own hands to pleasure. ' George's gone off to his office to work on his book He's seeing a client this afternoon so he wants to get something written before lunch. Listen, just have a shower when you're ready and get off when you like. If you don't mind, I think I'll go off shopping now. Just shut the door behind you.' She bent over and kissed the top of Jane's head and left.Jane breathed a sigh of relief. Relief that she didn't have to face George; relief that she didn't have to play guessing games with Elsie, not.