I had always fancied her friend, not that I ever admitted that to my teasing wife when she asked, I knew better than that. My wife was seriously hot, ...ut that didn’t mean I didn’t appreciate that her friend was equally hot. I definitely have a thing for petite brunettes, so it was hardly surprising that I fancied her. In fact they looked so similar that they were often mistaken for sisters. I had fantasized about seeing her friend with her kit off more than a few times. When they were in there. I felt nothing but the orgasm; the rest of the world had faded away, and it was only my cock and her cunt. Then my cock became exquisitely sensitive, as if the touch of her vagina was too much. She smiled slightly as she felt my cock soften inside her."Don't move," she said. "Your penis will soften inside me, and then harden again. Don't let it slip out. The whole cycle will happen inside my vagina. Did you feel your energy flow into me? Now you will feel it flowing back."And, by God, she was. I smacked him with my pillow. ‘Well, if you want to stick around here, you can help me with the dishes after breakfast.’ I finished up and he accompanied me to the kitchen. ‘Is this anyway to treat a guest,’ he grumbled as he rolled up his sleeves. ‘Your not a guest,’ I told him. ‘You’re Lin.’ He understood what I meant. We had a unique connection. Not quite family but similar in that balance of familiarity and that love/hate quality that characterized our relationship. I had been right that he. Andy was actively looking for places where he could help other women in distress, just in case they might be as grateful and accommodating as Amy had been.He had come up to a road, and he spied in the distance a cloud of dust rapidly approaching him. Now, nobody runs his horse that fast in the hot weather unless it was an emergency, so Andy decided to wait beside the road to see what was causing all the excitement. When the dust cloud got a bit closer, Andy saw that it was caused by a buckboard.