I quickly stepped back from the window into the shadows and reached to the door hook for my gown. The children were all running up the garden towards ...he house, though the girl faltered a moment as she glanced back towards my window before disappearing.Sitting on the edge of my bed, I pondered the hard-on that remarkably was still there, prodding its head through the front of my gown, demanding my urgent attention. Usually a short lived reflection of my manhood, my morning glory was being. William remembered when he was a young boy and Garland Cotten, who was the sheriff back then, stopped by at his house.William had looked up in awe at the big black man as his father shook his hand in the doorway. His mother, on the other hand, embraced him, hugging him for quite some time. William remembered feeling so glad when he saw his mother hugging the black man, knowing that the strong sheriff could protect her from anything. Looking up, William could see that his father was thinking the. That was just what I was looking for. I took the seat next to her, put in a $20 in the machine and played a couple hands of video poker. I looked over at her, smiling and asked how she was doing? Winning or losing? She said she had been losing all evening, she could feel it wasn't herlucky night. I said, perhaps you might be lucky at love tonight, not gambling. Shesmiled back and me as said, I wish. Looking into her eyes, and there was a glow and passion there I had not noticed before. She. I feel the weight of each breath as my breasts, now covered in sweat move, as my breathing increases. My moans have turned to squeals of delight as the fingers continue to pump in and out of my heated wetness.The fingers come out of my pussy once again and I take the moment to get a deep breath but as I open my mouth it is filled with the greasy fingers of my tormentor but like a starving man I can do nothing but lick them clean of my own juices.The fingers cleaned were pulled from my mouth and.