He danced before her as a demon, a grizzly spirit of the night, wracked with need and hungry for the sound of her moans and the taste of her flesh. On... fist glided up and down His shaft, the purple head popping from the fist and swelling even more as it was squeezed from behind, the slit winking at her through the dark. Each stroke milked the slimy precum from His balls and soon His cock was glazed with the juices. The other fist held the leather high over His head and it hissed as it sailed. They need it more than me.” The man nodded at my intention to help the family.My next stop was the General Store. The man there also was the local banker, as well as the postmaster. I took the bag of jewelry into the man, and said, “I found this out at the house those men had been staying in. I’m sure that they didn’t honestly come by this. I’m going to entrust this to you to make sure any jewelry that was taken locally gets back to whoever it belongs to. If it doesn’t belong to anyone, sell it. It was a saturday afternoon .I knew you were coming over and decided that to keep occupied I would chop some wood and keep busy-already my mind was filled with thoughts of how later we would be and the night ahead was to provide untold and new pleasures as we got to know each others likes and desires-would you be wearing that black negligee or those amazing stocking and suspendors I wondered and hoped.And how long before we got into bed from the moment you arrived-I was alreadt horny and had. "Okay, lover."She quickly assumed Rhonda's vacated position and sank down on his still rigid cock. He powered up into her, and as he withdrew for another lunge she thrust down right after him, barely letting him get an inch or two back out of her tight pussy before she basically went nuts on him, grinding, squeezing, thrusting, circling, using every trick she knew to release the pressure that Rhonda had built up and left unreleased inside her man.She quickly pulled him over the edge. He cried.