I can feel your heat rising as i go higher and higher and i can taste the flush of your skin. i pushed on with rough deep kisses until i reached your...knickers. I graze the outline of your pussy with my tongue, running it gently up and down the slit as you moan deeply. Deftly my hands pass over the tops of your thighs and hook under your panties. I raise my head to look at you quickly as i pull them down and off with one stroke. That done i look back down at you, hot, wet and semi naked on. I had to bite my lip to keep from moaning. She stopped for a moment to open another gift, but she was soon back at it. She grabbed my cock just below the head, right at her cunt, and started moving it in a circular motion. She was loving it and it was driving me nuts. In one quick motion, she slid her hand down the shaft a little ways and thrust her hips back into me, ramming a couple more inches of my cock up inside her. She let out a sigh and I thought we were dead, but nobody. She visited 3 more saloons that night, all with the same results. It looked like she had lost the trail of Curly Johnson. Now, what?The next morning, as she was retrieving her horse at the livery stable, she got into a conversation with the handyman, and he came up with a suggestion. He pointed out that the nameless wide place in the road where she had first encounter Tom Foley was actually the junction of a connecting road leading to a town called Chance. Maybe, her quarry had taken that road. Holly ignored it and began kneading Mommy's tight shoulders. "MMM, that feels nice," Mommy sighed." You have great hands." Holly smiled as she moved lower, working her fingers into the smooth flesh. She ran them along the side of Mommy's chest, brushing lightly over a little of her voluptuous breasts. Holly pulled the negligee down to Mommy's waist and rubbed her lower back, which caused her Mother to gasp with pleasure. "You are very tight down here," Holly said increasing the pressure." How.