“If you make her very happy I might give you a lovely reward?” she intimated. “What sort of reward?” I teased. “ You,ll love it I Guarantee ...t!” “Okay!” She,d let me fondle her pussy she called “Kitty” because it was furry, soft and if played with right Sarah would purr for me which is what she explained to me. So I peeled her knickers down to her knees and began to probe her treasure slit with two fingers while kissing her passionately pleased to feel her juices flooding out to coat my fingers. .. He seated me in the living room and offered me something to drink. He came sitting next to me, and before I knew he was kissing me and undressing me... I did not know how to react first but he forced me down on the coach and put a piece of cloth in my mouth so I couldn't shout. He opened my legs and forced himself into me. I don't know why, but it felt good. My pussy was wet, probably still because on the way to Carla's home I was rubbing my cunt on the cycle-seat while imagining what. The white man camp was afire, now they would be found.When they neared the camp, he saw the white man hobbling on his good leg. He was naked. He had built fires under both wagons and they were both now in ashes. The woman and her daughters were naked, as was the crazed, wild-eyed white man.When the white man looked up to see the Indian riding in on his horses with two Nuns, he stumbled backwards. His hand flew to cover his heart. With his mouth opening in a silent scream – he staggered backward. I wouldn’t have a chance in hell of making it alone and it scares me to death to even think about it. He knows that, so he does, as he wants. He has me right where he wants me.’ Mary felt the tears welling up. Suddenly, she turned her head and kissed the boy. Boy in age, he might be, but he could kiss better than her husband ever had. She wondered briefly who had taught him and then gave in to the kiss and let it sweep her away. When he laid her back on the bed and wrapped his leg over hers,.