He unbuttoned the front of my house dress, pushing it open to expose my boobs. Leaning into them, he licked one nipple and then the other. I could fee... his cock growing in my pussy as he fondled my tits. As his dick became hard again, he moved it in and out, once more fucking my ravaged cunt. As wet as I was, I could tell that I was getting a little sore down there just from his size. My pussy was not used to such a thick cock but I was certainly going to work on that. I raised up off of. Her women had made many baskets as well. They were being used by everyone. I thanked her and her weavers and asked if she had ever thought of weaving very small strips of hide. I was thinking of plaiting some hackamores, bosals, and lariats.“I have never even thought of doing that Bob, but it shouldn’t be that hard,” she said. I then checked with Bernita. She had cut all the ties for the smokers and had started on cutting the saber tooth hides into long strips about a quarter inch wide. She had. There was no haste. She pulled slowly; steadily; moving her strongfingers; taking up the tension, and picking at the laces in an evensequence. Her movements could have been set to slow and sweepingmusic, and the more she pulled, the more I became aroused. My desirewas like a raging fire inside me, and I struggled to contain myself,until she finally stood holding a lace firmly in each hand; turned toface the mirror; looked back over her shoulder, and smiled at me -exactly like the woman in the. .. the flood of information went on and on. One thing struckme more strongly than the rest, and that was that she was addicted tocigarettes. I knew that it had been a while since she'd had one, notjust because I now knew so much about her, but because I could feel herbody's need for one.I put the cup of water down and went to the bedroom. It was a niceroom, not extraordinarily girly, but definitely different than anythingI was used to in my life as a bachelor. I looked in the.