He called to Beth, who had grown bored with hearing how brave her brother was. She came to the wagon.“I want you to go back to the house,” he said...She started to protest. Brad ignored her and turned to Frank.“And you need to go to town and let the Sheriff know about Buford and Chaps ... that Chaps is dead ... and where he’s buried. I should do it myself, but I can’t leave the flock. Somebody needs to get after Buford before he leaves these parts forever. I know he went up to the high meadows,. “Darling,” he said, “Do I want to know how old you are?”She laughed slightly. No, he did not.“Does it make that much difference to you?” she finally asked, and it was his turn to laugh.“No...” he finally said. “It doesn’t really matter.”“It doesn’t. Just ... enjoy me, tonight.” she said, and leaned towards him. Their lips touched, and then touched again. She finally settled against him, feeling his chest touch her nipples. This kiss they held. He was a good kisser, she realized.They lay in the. She slowly placed them where I was thinking my mouth should be. She pressed them over her nipples, dropping her hands from mine. She leaned into me placing her succulent lips on mine. Her so very soft lips brushed mine as if a fairies wings had moved against them. My breath quickened as we stood there kissing, my palms enjoying the soft firm feeling of her. I felt her nipples harden as she guided my thumbs over them. We moaned in unison while my hands took over from hers, caressing, playing. NowI kept my eyes open to watch my reflection as an invisible cock filledme from behind. This I couldn't do with a vibrator.My tits were hanging down and swaying as the most perfect sized andshaped cock slid smoothly in and out of my pussy. I opened my legs widerto improve the feelings as 2 hands slid round my body, squeezing mybreasts and nipples just hard enough to cause that beautiful, sensuallevel of pain. I almost lost my train of thought as I saw the expressionon my face. My mouth was.