“Is that okay with you?”I have to admit the story had an effect on me as I sat there with a hard-on and also on Chloe as she became more restless ...he more she talked, her eyes were glistening indicating to me her passion was high and her pussy was becoming wet. I took her by the hand and led her upstairs to our bedroom where we threw off our clothes and fucked hard and fast. With more lust than passion.So Friday came and we met up with Jim at a local pub where Jim and I had a couple of beers. Is Sara taking good care of you?’ ‘Oh yes, the perfect hostess.’ ‘Darling why don’t you take Ricky to the wine cupboard. He can choose a bottle to have with our dinner.’ All this while Ricky’s fingers plunged deeper into her sex, stroking the inside walls and sending ripples of delight racing through her. She felt her body responding, her breasts straining against her bra. Here she was dressed in her work clothes: so very proper, a strong defence against the outside world, a statement that she. " So that is when she put her face in the furnace of wet female heat. As her tongue parted those lips, sucked those lips, then lightly lapping that sweet hole where the sweet cream was pouring out more and more yummy luv juice. Then instinctively Amanda found that fully engorged and swollen pearl of a clit. She had made it seem like she did not know where it was but now there was no mistaking the fact, Amanda had done this before. Amanda's eyes were spinning in her head like a pinball machine. One green jacketed man had been left with their horses, and he was deviling a girl who lay on the ground by the fence, her hands tied before her, squealing. He was showing the youngster his flabby member and telling her what he was going to do to her when he saw her look over his shoulder at me. He spun around, reaching for his musket, and I ran him through with my blade bayonet. It came out his back about a bloody six inches and he fell to his knees, coughing. I pulled out the blade, let him.