His hand was high on her thigh, and she was leaning into him, allowing him to keep it there. Whatever he was saying to her, she liked it, which made m... like it. I began to get hard and was happy to be seated at a table. The waitress walked by and the stranger signaled to her, he ordered some drinks for them and quickly returned his attention back to my wife and her nylon encased thighs. This time he put his hand much higher up her thigh. He was close enough to feel the heat I was sure was. Best part of her is her soft boobs. I can squeeze it whole day & still my mind will not be fullfilled. I was squeezing it in between & she was enjoying the way I was doing. after that I took her doggy style on floor I was holding her ass & was fucking hard & faster & faster then after I bend forward on her back & took my body posture same like her & continued the same with full exitment. now we both were moaning. .suddenly someone knocked the door. due to that our mind got distracted & with. I got off the phone and Danny kissed me on the nape of my neck and thenmy earlobe. "You're lucky I'm horny," I said.Sex was becoming more and more difficult. We could do it doggy-stylebut, after all these years, I still couldn't enjoy myself. It made mefeel gross and used. I needed to see Danny's face or, at least, be ontop. From behind felt, well, weird. It was ridiculous. I wasn't Dan.I was Jessa. I was a woman. I was a woman who liked silk and lace. Awoman who liked being sexy and. I also was asked to tell them the full story of my chase after the Chiricahuas, and, in return, I got the story of what was happening to them.It seemed that Juanita Cruz was the eldest of the three children. Her mother had died in childbirth, and her father had remarried. That had produced Jesus and Dolores. The second wife had died three years ago, and Juanita had taken over running the household.They had servants up until a month ago. At that time, a bandit band, led by Arturo Sanchez, had.