With all of our stuff transferred over to the rental car, we drove off towards Diane's farm. It was actually south of Salem, on a farmer's market road...that was unpaved but well maintained by someone. We turned left at a mail box about five miles down the road, and I saw the home that she was raised in for the first time. It was old, weatherbeaten, and very small. It had probably been whitewashed sometime in the past fifteen years, and the front porch was in bad disrepair. I was almost afraid to. "Shhhhh, just relax and let it all go. You should be feeling very relaxed now, very calm and peaceful." I whispered to re-enforce her feelings of relaxation. "Mmmmm," she sighed, "That is soooo nice," Straddling over her hovering just above her ankles I started to work on the backs of her thighs which were closed tight together I placed my hands around her right thigh and began to massage it, stretching from her knee all the way to the towel with its bottom edge about three inches from the. “We’ve had a very bad trip. We’ve had our children threatened and had to kill three men. I’m sure that you won’t add to our problems by overcharging us.”The store clerk looked up from Opal Anne’s breasts and into her eyes. He immediately knew that, like the men around her, this was also a dangerous woman.“I won’t do that. But if I’m loading the wagon and mules, I will charge for the work.”“That’s fair. As I said, we’ve had a very rough visit to town, and we wouldn’t want it to get worse.”Opal. Wow. Her cooperation was increasing for every session.I thought that I was almost near to fuck her. She closed her thighs tightly and pressed my head to her pussy waving her hips. I liked it very much. I was fingering her pussy by ascending my fingers one by one. Her movements become stronger and she moved my dick away and started moaning slowly by taking breath. She was saying hmmmmm ahhhhh hmmmmm. She was moaning well. i love it when women make moans. it clearly means they are enjoying it..