He let go of her ass when she walked away towards the living room."I give up; if you want to clean the kitchen go right ahead," she said giggling. "Ma...be you can do some yard work while you're at it."They both laughed, but I just sat still. I was a little shocked that my friend had the nerve to catch a feel on my mother's ass.Shortly after dinner we watched television for a bit before my mom said she was going to go upstairs to read a book. Sean stayed for several minutes, but we didn't have. To me, he thinks he’s got a fast gun hand, but he’s just not sure if he really is fast enough. I have to wonder though, would he really try to pull his gun with those gloves on?” Ezra said as he rode beside Caleb.“If McKee prods Eli again, glove or no glove on his gun hand, the rest of the McKown men will find out pretty damn quick he wasn’t near as fast as he thought he was — when they bury him,” Caleb told him.“If McKee gets brave enough to prod Eli again, they can put that epitaph on his. I dozed in small fits, dropping in and out of consciousness, not fully aware of my panties being removed, until they glided over my bare ankles and possibly into his trousers pocket, those last threads of cotton that formed a gossamer shield over my moist lips, feeling him gently pry them apart to feel the soft suction of my cunt, as his fat finger dipped in and out, with increasing frequency, making tiny slurping noises, each gentle push in, causing my slim hips to respond. When I fully. He withdrew the blades and pushed the now lifeless bodies of the guardsinto a heap on the floor. Hopefully no one had heard the commotion, butthe driver was certain that the heavy rain would've masked any noise.The cart was in fact filled with a load of gunpowder, enough to blow themansion to pieces. However that stage of the plan would come into playlater. For now, the cart driver decided to remove a reasonably large packwrapped in linen from the back of the cart and lay it down on the.