I gently worked my mouth in to a position to flick my tongue back and forth across her clit, as she clinched her fists into balls and grabbed the shee...s of the bed.Her creative juices were now free flowing. I asked her if she had a condom. She assured me she was clean, but even so, I didn’t want to take any chances. Frustrated, she rummaged through her night stand until she found a condom.She unwrapped the protective sleeve and placed it into her mouth, then proceeded to slip it on to my hard. . well, yes. But--" I don't know if you ever cheat on your husband."Good Lord! What a question from a relative stranger! Was she going to offer Marion one of the ranchhands?"That's really none of your business," Marion said, but she smiled to show that she wasn't really annoyed."Oh, I don't give a damn. If I had a husband, I'd cheat on the bastard every chance I got, myself. But that's not the point. I thought you might like to borrow my special saddle." Marion looked at the strange saddle. I went into the backyard and saw her lying on a sunbed. She was asleep, one leg slight pulled up and her hands were at her sides.The bed was positioned so I saw her from the front. As I got closer, I could clearly see the outline of her pussy and the slit. Her breathing was light and her boobs rose slowly. I went a bit closer and, for a second, I thought about reaching down to caress the form of her pussy but I didn't. Instead, I stepped back and pulled out my hard cock. I began to jerk off. For an instant she relaxed and he felt as if a wave went through her body and she gave a great sigh into his chest. Then she stiffened again.He stepped back and held her at arms length. 'Look', he said firmly, 'it's pouring with rain, My car's just outside. Wait for me in the entrance'.Before she could react he had walked away towards the shop counter, still holding the book.He'd expected her to be gone when he returned but she was there in the doorway, sheltering from the downpour. She gave a.