. not to mention the way she looks at you. I know I don't have a prayer of getting between you." You're a very attractive woman," I demurred.She laugh...d. "Not enough. Not enough by far. You know, pride is supposed to be a vice, isn't it? Yet it's pride that stops me from competing with Kelly." Pride ... or moral standards?"She turned serious. "Thank you, Skipper. Perhaps it's both." She turned and went below, returning shortly after with Kelly in tow; she pointed out the land on the horizon.. I so badly wanted to feel a vagina around my penis, and here was the girl with the most beautiful vagina in the world saying she wanted to go all the way with me. I was crazy about Sandy. I loved her small pink tipped breasts and flat stomach and cute firm round little butt. I especially loved her vagina. Her soft red pubic hair was too new to be bushy but still showed itself enough to declare her ripe. Her vagina was bulging and smooth, almost with an engorged look about it. Her inner lips. She pulled one of my hands up from her hips and pushed it onto the mound between her legs. My palm pushed down and along the line of her slit, and I felt her clitoris press up against my palm. Mary surged up towards me and shook, her body tense around me. I gasped as she squeezed me, then pulled my hand up and licked it. I pushed down onto her again as I continued to thrust, and her eyes fluttered as she smiled. I pushed down gently as I thrust in, and Mary’s mouth opened and she moaned again. I was sad for the Circle K ... the house, a fine example of 1890’s architecture and the best carpenters money could buy, was knocked six inches off its foundation by a felled cottonwood tree. I was sad for the thirteen thousand old trees shattered on the ranch and the twelve hundred head of branded Circle K cattle killed in the fields and who knows how many yet to be branded calves.I was sad for the fools.The only thing I accomplished was finishing my Flintlock class. The fit and finish on my.