"Please, Jim," she gasped, "Please, please fuck my little pussy."Holding her by her little round ass, Jim slowly lowered Elle onto his shaft. I heard ...er yelp like an a****l as he entered her, the folds of her vagina reluctantly yelding to this intrusion. I watched his cock disappear into her as her wetness made a puddle on the floor below them. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his back. Holding her still, he arched his back and pumped himself in and out of her from a. Eventually."The vibrations of those words on his ear, from lips so close, tickled nerves and trembled his skin. He slid his cheek against my voice. Everything was heightened and alive with purpose. I pulled my head back and locked eyes with him. *"Was that really your first kiss?"His face turned shy, his head angled down but his gaze stayed true. "Yes, and no, I was kissed once, by a boy who was dared, this was my first kiss from someone I wanted to, who I hope wanted to back."*"How was it?"“A. So I asked her if she'd ever felt sexually attracted to any other woman."She flushed a bright red, looked down at the table, drained her wine glass, and finally looked up at me. I could barely make out her very quiet, 'yes'. By now it was obvious that I'd read the situation right, and that there was a strong sexual attraction between us. I have to confess I probably turned 10 shades of red myself. I could feel the heat from the blush warm the tops of my tits, and I started to get wet down. I left the two women alone while I climbed into the wagon to check on the man lying on the driver's seat. I quickly found that he was an older man, and he was quite dead from a bullet to the chest. There was very little blood, so I assumed that he had died rather quickly.The woman had stopped crying and sat up by the time I finished my examination of the man in the driver's seat. I returned to the two women and asked what had happened. The second woman answered, "Our father was shot from.