She was squirming so much; that I moved down to kissing her neck, making sure to not leave a hickey. While one hand played with her one tit, my mouth ...ttached to the other. The other hand was holding her hands, she was impatient. I had to tie her to the bedstead. She started to hump up at me, and when I moved down, it was not to her pussy, but to her legs, I kissed, licked, and nibbled her thigh, slowly going down her leg until I got to her toes. These also got kissed and lightly masticated.She. Besides, she could make the trip in one day if she pushed a little bit.Ethel whiled away the time that evening by playing poker. It was extremely profitable—she made nearly $40 before the game broke up. She was really earning the sobriquet of The Poker Queen.Ethel drank a last Mexican beer and headed for the hotel. She had gotten as far as the first alley entrance when a man stepped out in front of her and demanded her poker winnings. She couldn't make out his face because he wore his bandanna. As he did, she whined and mewled and shook her body atop the log.Mandy was dazed and unhappy. She didn't know what was going on, but her body felt tense and wet and itchy. The itch was most pronounced between her legs, being so itchy and tingly that she kept trying to touch and scratch it. The women wouldn't let her though.The strangeness in her belly grew and grew and she began to whine, then suddenly, she felt something push firmly against her cunt opening. She mewled with pleasure for firm. Mimi blushed in pleasure, and then complimented Amy on her ensemble. Within minutes both females were talking as if they had been friends for years, swapping stories of millinery, haute couture, and children.I had a great sense of relief that the two girls had made such a swift friendship. Mimi knew Amy had once been my lover, and it is always a tense moment when wife and former lover meet.Amy’s husband, Howard Hughes, Viscount Monmouth, sauntered over and was introduced to Mimi. Jean–Woodrow.