Helost his hat, boots, pants, shirt, and guns. Sam got a parasol, highheeled boots, corset, bustle, hoopskirt dress with hoops, a ladies hat,and glove.... Sam looked like a beauty from the Antebellum era.Sam looked into a mirror. Sam shouted, "What in the Sam Hill is goingon here?"Bugs said, "Why nothing Samantha. You look like a real belle now." What do you mean by that you bucked tooth varmint? What happened to myvoice?" asked Samantha.Bugs came back with, "Is that anyway for a lady to act? I. I can barely feel it now as they tear at my flesh. I'd found the drop. I could just make out a heap of trash and wreckage far below. With one final heave of strength I lurch over the side, turning as I went over the edge so that I was falling face up.As I fall I can see up at the underside of raised freeway. A thick column of steel gray smoke billowing from it. I see an explosion tear right through a portion of it though I cannot hear it. There is a single precious moment of peace as I fall. I. My pussy was also bald as a rock. I just liked it that way.Oh, I know shaved pussy wasn't the fashion of the time, but then I was never one to follow fashion conventions. I was prepped, read shaved, for minor surgery a few years back and liked my bald pussy so much, I kept it that way.God but you feel delicious, Bob said, and you're so wet!He'd turned to me and nibbled at my neck, jaw, and ear. His right hand was caressing my pussy folds. His middle finger was sliding up and down my slit and. Her body thrashed as an intense orgasm ripped through her. Greg felt her pussy throb in his mouth and she let go a flood of juice. He french kissed her pulsating fuckhole, sending her into another spasm of pleasure. Finally, her body settled onto the bed. She pushed at his head weakly. "No more," she begged. Greg reluctantly removed his mouth from her crotch and pushed himself up onto his elbows, smiling at her. Valerie giggled as she looked over the curve of her tummy at him. "Is that.