Quiet as he could, Lou worked his cold, cramped limbs. Outside the throb in his shoulder and the knife like jabs that moving brought to his ribs, he w...s more than ready to skedaddle. That posse was doubtless expecting him to look for wild country to hide in. But Lou had no intentions of obliging them. The best way he knew of getting loose of their tracker was doing just the opposite of what they expected. Instead of heading deeper into the canyon, the outlaw circled the posse's fire and took. "May I help you?" he asked."Yes," smiled Jenny. "I'd like to try on a pair of sandals. Could you show me what you have in stock?" Yes ma'm," he said, admiring her big tits, "I'll be glad to. I'll be right back." He walked into the stockroom and emerged two minutes later with several boxes in his arms. He knelt down in front of Jenny and opened one of the boxes."Why don't you try this one on first?" he said. He removed her shoe and replaced it with a wooden sandal, holding her ankle in one hand. I rubbed her clit with my thumb while I did this, and I could feel her hole lightly squeeze my tongue. I tongued her puckered little hole, circling around it and over the crinkled sphincter before poking in it a bit. Lisa went nuts feeling my tongue at her asshole, tossing her head back and forth while mumbling and moaning something unintelligible. When I felt her asshole was good and wet, I used the index finger of my free hand to start probing her ass. Lisa was enjoying the sensations, but. Michelle then peeled down Fiona’s knickers until they were just below her bum, leaving the cheeks perfectly exposed. Michelle stroked the exposed flesh for a while which distracted Fiona from her task of ironing but brought a delicious shiver of eroticism to the older woman. This became even more intense as she felt Michelle’s other hand slide round her hip, into the front of her panties. Michelle started to caress the wet lips of Fiona’s pussy. Fiona parted her thighs to give Michelle easier.