“Please, I need to pee?” she pleaded up into his eyes.“Just a moment longer.”Mona suddenly realised with a shock that she was wet and getting ...ven more so at a rapid pace. She felt his finger rubbing over her clit and could feel her insides ready to explode. He looked at her, could see her urgency.He moved his fingers down and slipped two inside her, down to the knuckle. She heard rather than felt his fingers entering her. Mona felt as if she was going to lose it. As he touched her clit with. John looked me in the eyes with a wide smile, lifted his hand up stretched it till it was over my thigh but not touching it about a fracture of an inch high, he looked at his hand, my thigh then back at my eyes smiling and asking “May I feel them?”Without thinking twice I nodded smiling and saying “Sure, go ahead Sir?”He felt my thigh, rubbing his hand softly over it up and down, closing his eyes making hums and sounds saying “wow John, this feels like a truly genuine silk, she is the prettiest. Totally without any marker to suggest the best route to follow in chasing after Smith, Ethel mentally threw up her hands and turned back to the crowd around the dead whore. Ethel asked, "Why did Smith shoot the whore? Does anybody know?"One of the whores said, "Jenny was screamin' at him that he wouldn't pay her the 10 cents he owed her fer the blow job she had just given him. I guess he just got tired of her naggin'."Shaking her head, Ethel walked out of the saloon. It was a cinch that she. I would love to but I really am a bit sore. Two nights in a row of almost continuous lovemaking after all this time has been too much for me. Give me more practice and I will never deny you. I promise you the spirit is more than willing but the flesh is a bit weak."Richard pulled her back against him. "Sorry, my darling," he said, "I'd no idea. I'll never push you however much I want you which, at the moment, is all the time."She kissed him gently. "Were you planning to bring me breakfast in.