In the days that passed, I tried to wipe my mind clean of the filthy memories of that Saturday night. In some instances I thought I was having some me...sure of success. I got back into my old routine of waitressing at the restaurant during my evenings, and spending my days off with Seth. When I was around him, I forced myself to stay in the present, and to not let my mind wander to where it always seemed to want to go. Life seemed so different after my little adventure… so… benign. There was. She squatted slightly, allowing me unhindered access to her wetness. I slid first one, then two, then three fingers deep inside her. She groaned her face contorted in lust as I fingered her.As I fingered her wet cunt I felt her turn around, and then heard the unmistakeable sound of her clutch bag being opened. Seconds later I heard the buzzing of her bullet and almost immediately felt the vibrations around my clit. I lifted my knees and spread my legs wide. I saw Ilke reach across me and then. The head of your clit is just ready to explode, and really this is the only thing that’s important to you right now. Am i right monika?Monika: ‘yes yes, i need to give pleasure to my clit, its driving me crazy’Shyam: ‘touch it with your fingers. It’s the only way you can make it’Monika: ‘oh no, i can’t do that, no way. Joy is staring at me’Shyam: ‘well then, do you have something long and fat you could slip up your dress and do your clit with?’Monika? ‘just a 2’’ dia candle in my drawer’Shyam:. "I love horses," I told him."Doesn't surprise me. Horses are beautiful and sensual creatures," he replied. The horseman and I talked. He was very close to me so we would not shout to overcome the din. He smelled of leather and, well, dirt, an earthy, masculine smell. He did not paw me as men try to do in bars. When he finally touched me, he rested his hand on my thigh. It felt warm and natural there.Finally, he said, "Let's go out to my ranch."Ah, the come on line. I have heard a million but it.