As she passed the barn shepaused to listen. She thought she might have heard a moan but if shedid, it was faint and not repeated. Nodding, she conti...ued to the houseand after stomping her feet to announce herself, turned off theflashlight and stepped into the porch and then the kitchen.At the edge of the clearing, a set of eyes watched the woman enter thehouse. Unsure of what she should do but knowing time was short and notwanting to risk returning to the village through the darkened. Her mouth was slightly open with continuous moans escaping each time he pushed deep into her. She looked so sexy, bent over wet and exposed in back of our car, enjoying being taken by a stranger. I held her hand and she squeezed my hand hard each time he was pushing into pussy and relaxed a bit each time he pulled out. "Thanks for warming her up for me." the guy chuckled a bit as he told me while continuing to fuck her at a steady rate. "She's not on the pill." I warned him."Oh, don't. Considering the conversation we just had there was no point in holding back. "Yes I do. About once a day." Did you today?" Not yet. I probably will when I get home. This conversation has gotten me a little ..." Turned on?" she finished my sentence. She looked down at my crotch to see if there was any evidence. I saw a little grin develop. She swatted me and said, "Better not be late catching your plane."The whole 2 weeks I was gone, I found it difficult to concentrate. I kept thinking about. I worked on some routines where I shot both guns simultaneously and on others where I shot one gun right after the other with my right hand or with my left hand. There was no question that Betty was a good dancer, though never up to Sally's standard, but I was the star of the show.I knew that people would pay money to see me shoot, so I started a soft-sell to the Evans family that we should stop traveling and settle into a place where we could put on our show and charge admission. I started the.