Her heart began to beat faster. She wrapped her arms around his neck and moaned softly. One of his hands came round to the font of one of her legs an... came up and under her skirt. She gasped at the touch of warmth on the front of her thigh. His hand came up with deliberate intent and cupped her swelling pussy. “I bet you are really wet?" he breathed in her ear. “Let’s see.” With that his hand came up her belly and slid into her panties where his fingers deftly stroked her slit. He picked her. ‘Been riding long? he asked. ‘Since Omaha today’ I replied and continued by saying‘can’t make too many miles on one of these things in a day, get beat to death.’ Henodded and said ‘what can I do for you two? Need a place to bed down for the night?Clare joined in saying ‘I would like that if we may Sir’ and flashed those dark browneyes in his direction showing her sincerity. He said, ‘well, dinner is about ready if you’rehungry, and it aint much but the roof on the barn don’t leak, so make. I was afraidthey would see that I wasn't a real girl."You probably shouldn't," Cindy said. "You're liable to break out if youdo it too much." Thanks, I'll remember that."After breakfast I escaped into the bathroom with my suitcase so that Icould change in private. I decided to go with jeans today so I used oneof the gaffs that Patricia had given me. It was much nicer than tryingto shove everything back and then give myself a wedgie. I cleaned myface and then reapplied my makeup. I put on a. More than once I made love to a woman whose husband watched us, having secured my talents for her. Several of these husbands did so as a gift to their wives, but many did so to watch their wives orgasm for the first time under my ministrations. I like to think the men learned something, although a few of them masturbated watching our lovemaking, which could not have been conductive for learning techniques. Nearly all of these women became repeat clients of mine, coming to my townhouse secretly.