I feel it, throbbing in my fist. I want to make Him cum. I want to feel his cum splash against my face. He yanks my head back by my hair so i have to...look at Him. "I said, get up!"He pulls me by my hair to my feet then pushes me down onto the bed. I am flat on my back when he lifts my dress over my hips and pulls my panties up so they are tight against the cleft of my pussy. He presses a finger into the wet crease and clicks his tongue "naughty slut is wet" He flosses my pussy with my panties.. I asked if she wanted me to hold her hair while she did and ran my fingers up into her hair. her whole body started to twitch as I guess her hair was really sensitive. She reached up and grabbed her hair letting her top fall in her absent mindedness. She then said that she would need to lean forward so that all of her hair would be out of the way while I tied it. Pushing my knees together she straddled my legs with hers raising her ass up to my face while she did. I could see how wet she was. "Patti, in just the couple of days that I've been home and we've been seeing one another, I've discovered that I'm really beginning to fall for you. You're funny, easy to talk to, fun to be with and, dare I say, sexy beyond words. I think I'm falling in love for the first time in my life."Bill..." No; let me finish first. I know I have no right to expect that a girl as beautiful as you could ever fall for a guy like me. I've watched you work out and have been overwhelmed by your strength as. The British regular Army under the command of General Howe were wintering in Philadelphia and the Tory social circles were in full bloom with Miss Peggy Shippen a constant companion of the redcoat wearing young lads. There was a small contingent of Hessian mercenaries that were more an elite unit for taking care of distasteful duties in managing the Patriot supporting populace. At that time the sentiments were almost fifty/fifty despite the fact that the British had the upper hand and the.