Thepain was too real, and so was the fear. She was a virgin until she marriedJames, and had never contemplated leaving him or cheating on him. Yet,her...she was, dishonoring him."Not much pubes. B-cup," Scooter commented, as he palmed her breast. Shequickly withdrew and slapped him. He slapped her back. Even in herterrorizedstate, she tried to maintain some dignity."You can put your clothes on and go," calmly said the old man.Jeannie shook her head. She needed to stay. The consequences had. She fucked herself hard.Her cunt squelching, issuing a flood of sex juice as the plastic penis pumped in and out of her. She was sweating. I know horses sweat, men perspire and women merely glow, but Kathy was sweating, although she also felt a warm glow over her entire body as the orgasm subsided. She pulled the toy from her flooded front passage and raised it to her face, tasting her juice on her tongue and smelling it before deciding she really was in desperate need of a shower………The hot. Hell, it’s almost winter, anyway. I won’t be able to make my rounds much longer.’ ‘Now wait just a minute, Doc! That asshole doesn’t speak for all of us! We know how hard you and your wife worked to keep so many alive during the smallpox outbreak. Without you, it would have been much worse. We need you to keep coming through our town! In fact, we were worried about the winter and what we will do for medical care during it. Would you consider moving to Deadwood?’ ‘No, I don’t think so. So far. The conversation is very much superficial; we are basically just looking at each other lustfully. “When is the cab going to be here?” I ask. “We have about ten minutes”, is your answer. “Good, come here.” You move closer to me on the couch. I rub your face and pull your lips to mine. We kiss deep. Your tongue finds mine and lightly rubs it. Your hands run up my legs, to my arms and finally to my back, pulling me closer to you. Moans of pleasure start to drift from between your lips.