Rafe was hit in the left shoulder and staggered a little. Regaining his balance he looked at the gunfighter. ‘I told you I was good,’ Ernesto said...pointing to Rafe’s shoulder. Then he dropped his pistol and put his hand on the wound in his midsection. ‘But it seems you are just as good. My compliments Senor. Ernesto sagged and fell to the ground. Rafe pointed his pistol at Roberto. ‘You want to play a hand in this Vaquero?’ Roberto shook his head and looked at Ernesto in disbelief. He had never. Jennifer strained to discern any identifying details as the shadow grew darker and darker. In the final moment, she could make out the pleated satin lining of the casket lid. Then she was plunged into total blackness.For a moment all was still. Then she heard the muffled stains of a march beginning from the organ. She was lifted, then a gentle rocking began, a slow swaying, in perfect time to the music.Suddenly all the pieces fit together and she realized what was happening. The Latin chant was. She could see him getting closer and closer to orgasm and abruptlystopped. Johns cock bobbed up and down in the air searching for that hand thathad brought him so close.?I hope you don?t think you are going toget to cum just like that, have you learnt nothing? I see we have a long way togo to teach you restraint and discipline. You must think of others beforeyourself especially were women are concerned.?With that she reached down and removed herrobe. John?s eyes lit up immediately. She was. And if, for some reason, Iwere to take two vials it would be even less predictable.I stepped into the shower and stood under the spray, still somewhat awareof a lessened sensitivity in my body. I wet my hair, conscious of howanother inch or two had grown from the night, as I felt it graze againstmy shoulders. I lathered my breasts. My glorious breasts. I soapedtheir smooth, slippery roundness, lifting them, squeezing them. Therewas no heat from my pussy, or any arousal in my clittie, but I.