They were more than happy to split the pack between them and showed how resourceful they were in handling them all with the same competence that they ...ad showed back in the settlements when they were in business for themselves.It was sometime after midnight when the former nun, Sister Joan joined him under the saddle and the blanket to huddle up next to him for some added heat in the cold night air. It was strange that it could be so hot in the heat of the day and so downright chilly at night. Gently caressing them as I move closer and closer to them pussies. I can tell they were feeling several different emotions at this point. With looks of desperation, to nervousness to anxious. As I rub and caress their increasingly arousing bodies, I watched them starting to lose their inhibitions and beginning to want more. Suddenly they begin to slowly thrust their hips upward, almost like they were begging for more. I continued teasing them for a few minutes longer before I decide to give. “Mr Flowers, may I take this opportunity to check your seat belt is fastened properly?” I leaned forward over Adam’s lap — far more than was required, and I let my hand trace the seat belt strap across his lap. As I leaned and touched, I could smell his cologne, Armani Code, and as I teasingly allowed my hand to linger in his lap I could see his hard-on appear at my touch. Gently, I pulled the seat belt tighter, the motion of which made Adam audibly gasp as his cock strained at the restraint. It was pretty late, so maybe he just wanted to sleep. I hoped not, but he was Sir, and I'd been pretty pushy since yesterday. I didn't really want to be a brat, I was just overexcited about ... everything. But I tend to get manic when I get excited and I didn't want John to regret us getting together as I don't think 'manic' is a positive thing for him. So I reminded myself that this was a marathon not a sprint, unlike all my previous relationships. I needed to let him lead, to get comfortable.