Cyra watched me through glazed eyes. With each twitch of my cock she observed, she felt a throb in her clit and its twitch in her belly. The way she l...oked at my fully erect cock with eyes full of hunger and need made me growl. Her whole being begged for me to fill her with my cock and paint her insides with my cum. I crawled between her bound and folded legs and teased her clit with the tip of my cock. I peeled back her lower lip and licked its soft, moist inside. With a shift of my hips I. .. oh. Maybe that meant ninety-nine, the number on her shirt. OK, that was funny. Not so funny was the man's still outstretched hand. One step forward, and he'd be copping a feel. She was NOT going to allow that. Could she grab his hand, bend back a finger? No. His free arm would probably club her in the head. Hand to hand combat was not an option.Reaching behind her, Shanna slipped a knife from a sheath on her saddle.They saw the movement. The arm dropped. Their expressions became ... harder.. Poor Father Dimitri would have a somnambulant congregation this morning.But Wesley had noted another presence slipping away from the cluster of houses as he returned from the funeral. He was certain he had seen his and Rebecca’s nemesis. He wondered now where he had gone and what mischief he had played. Rebecca had been alone. Should he have been concerned about her virtue? Her health?Wesley was yet attempting to resolve his internal conflict, thinking that perhaps he should have risen with the. It turned out Dianne was such a nice friendly easy going lady that establishing a good relationship with her proved to be a pleasant task.Our hotel suite was a gem, and Lisa’s advance phone call ensured an upgrade comfortably accommodated the three of us. During the unpacking and first shared champagne Lisa assured me none of our plans would change just because Dianne had come on the trip with her. In fact Lisa suggested there was plenty of advantage for all of us as a threesome. Dianne herself.