We moved into the living room and you sat on the couch, patted your knee. I sat on your lap and kissed your lips. You returned my kiss and slid your...hand along my body. We say like this for a while talking of many things. You kept touching my body, I am sure now it’s because you could not believe I was there finally. When it was time for dinner you took me out. We sat in a restaurant, you ordered for me. The restaurant was lovely. I thought you would sit across from me but you sat next. He apparently liked what had happened and went around to my pussy. He rubs his dick along the slit and pushes a little, not enough to enter, but just enough to tease. At this point I am so fucking horny I had to have it. So I just grabbed his dick, put it right where it needed to be and yelled, "NOW!"He rammed in there hard and then fucked me softly while he slipped his fingers in my ass. Over and over that dick was getting me closer and closer to an orgasm. "Up on your knees and take it. Both of us knew how to appreciate the finer qualities of the distiller's art, so it took about 20 minutes to finish that one drink. I thanked him and started out the door.There was a pool of light from the saloon and a couple of lamps to each side of the door, but it was blind dark anywhere else in the street. Two shots rang out just as I stepped completely out of the saloon. One bullet missed my head by about an inch, and the other one clipped a flesh wound in my upper left arm.I could tell. I may have gaped for a moment, but then I snatched them off the table. “Jeez, Marce!” Sometimes I felt like I spent half my life saying that! I could feel – or, at least I imagined I could feel – the warmth of her body still in the lacy material, and I was sure I could feel a small trace of slick dampness against my fingertips. I could feel my cock begin to harden, and I resisted the urge to raise the little panties to my nose to sniff them. It almost seemed like the most natural thing to do,.