Her salty precum filled my mouth, making me tremble with excitement.Euphoria swelled. My toes curled in my shoes. I moaned out my pleasure as it explo...ed through me. My pussy spasmed about my fingers. My clit ached beneath my grinding hand. My body trembled, my voice echoing through the mountain pass.And I almost forgot to cast the spell.“Saphique, I pray to protect us from danger, to give us a glimpse of peril to cum,” I chanted, the magic sparking out of my pussy along with my orgasmic. That is when I found out Martin didn’t load a paddle.‭ ‬To be honest I already knew he hadn’t loaded one.‭ ‬It would be a good lesson for him, ‭ ‬I thought.‭ ‬Ask if you don’t know everything, ‭ ‬which most folks never do.‭ ‬They think they know until their stupidity bites them on the ass.In Martin’s case he just had to suffer with my nasty look.‭ ‬I broke my paddle down into its two halves and gave him one.‭ ‬It would be awkward, ‭ ‬but it wouldn’t really add much time to the trip.‭ ‬I led the. He is making your position untenable." Leave it, Andy. There's no point in cracking the egg before you need to fry it." He was shaking his head."No, I can't leave it. His sneers and imputations will eventually become common gossip in the place, and the factory hands and fitters may lose respect for you. I can't have that." I didn't want to stir up trouble such as this, so I had to tell Andy what was happening."Andy, I have a reason for not challenging Aubrey. There is something I should tell. Then it had gotten much worse when Miguel Hernandez started courting his mother the summer Emerson turned sixteen. Pat Casey had offered Emerson a riding job. Looking back, Emerson realized Pat had done so in an effort to help both his mother, and him. He had been filled with pride and swagger riding for the KC. He also came to know and respect Carmella Casey. Her kindness to him, and her almost regal manner had begun to make him question some of his beliefs. She was still a very attractive.