But she liked it and so she was willing to lace up tighter. The third dress was more for church. It was a dark green, long sleeved dress that also ...ent to the floor. The trim was camel colored, and only adorned the edges of the cuffs, and the matching jacket. Her only hat was for this dress, and it had a stiff tulle veil intertwined with a camel ribbon that went down her back. Putting everything away, she looked closer at the dresses in the closet, and saw that they had all been worn before.. Mr. Big had been located! Unfortunately, Mr. Big, Sr. Ernesto Ruiz, was living in a mansion in the heart of Santo Domingo del Hormo, Mexico. This small city was much too large to be overpowered by a small detachment of Rangers and sure to attract the attention of the federal government if a large force of Rangers was sent in. It looked like the only way to capture Sr. Ruiz was by trickery. Somehow, they had to entice Sr. Ruiz to come to Texas where he would be accessible.Capt. Jones happened to. Once she tired of this stimulating activity, her hands reached up and pulled my short down to free my cock. We broke our kiss and rested our foreheads together while I slipped her bikini bottom down also. The water was up to our chests, so we didn't worry about someone seeing us. But before we went any further, I told her I would be right back and dived under water. I used a decent size rock to weigh down my shorts and her bikini bottom. When I came back up, I stopped off at her crotch and blew. While I was enjoying most of it I was also doing a lot of whimpering, whining and gasping along with the occasional squeal when he hit bottom a little too hard. There was also some discomfort. Along with his constant contact with my sore backside, after 20 minutes or so, my rectum was on fire and I was having some on and off cramps. Even though I’d done a good job of cleaning myself out before; some of the cramps were real ‘gut-twisters’! There was nothing in there but his cock and a lot of.