” She started to get up.“Please, don’t be in such a hurry to go, unless you have somewhere to be or someone to be with.”She looked at me for a...moment, shook her head and smiled.“No and no.”“No as in no to my two statements or no and no to you don’t want to sit with me for a bit?”“No, I don’t have to be anywhere and no, I don’t have anyone to meet.” She smiled a billion- watt smile.“Well then would you like to have a bite with me and would you like to have a drink?”“Yes, and yes.” She flashed. Am I the first?" April blushed. She was glad she was lying on her stomach. The masseuse gave a small laugh."Oh, no, beautiful, you aren't the first. But you are the best looking woman that's ever come in here." The masseuse's voice had gone low and sultry. April felt wetness in her center. She was trying to maintain some control, but all she felt was control slipping away."Thank you," April said. "I was watching you in the mirror and thinking how beautiful you were." I know. I saw you. I knew. She was certainly as eager to learn all about life as he was!As Martin's pleasure-giving tongue darted out, slicing up through her straining throbbing cunt like a knife through soft butter, Niven surrendered to the shocks of pleasure rippling delightfully through her body. She moaned softly, delighting in the sensations his tongue was sparking in her vagina, and she opened her eyes just enough to see Siegfried sitting impatiently beside Martin, eagerly looking at her seething vagina, waiting. The passengers mounted the cab of the coach as Bob and I went into the bank to retrieve the strongbox we were delivering to Denver. Bob lifted one end of the box with a grunt while I took the other. The box was heavy for its size; it probably weighed a hundred pounds. Its steel construction and hefty lock still did not account for its weight. Bob frowned but did not say anything to the two bank guards or the teller as we walked out. I hefted the strongbox over the lip of the driver's box and.