Females."Danni studied Kleng as he shifted his weight back and forth between his feet. He was obviously embarrassed by his request. Sudden realizati...n caused Danni's jaw to drop open. "You...lost a wager?"Kleng nodded, his eyes glaring with anger. "Warmok, Rotal, and I wagered on the last Targ hunt," he explained. "Whoever was last to kill a Targ would change." He snarled. "Warmok cheated. His Targ was a mere cub! Even a human could have killed such prey bare-handed! And Rotal took. The preacher's wife lay on her back with her dress over her face and her legs spread. A good portion of her panties were pressed into her pussy slit with her abundant blonde pubic hairs sticking out the sides. Her body twitched and she moaned in the darkness under her dress. Jack stooped beside her and gently ran his fingertips along her panty-covered crotch. Her lower body jerked at the touch. He did it again and again with the same reaction; the preacher's wife's moaning getting louder, her. When we went out for the day she would wear a dress that was low-cut and thrown over the head and tied at the back of her neck. It was long to almost her ankles with a slit up the side to her knees, but thin enough so she didn’t get too hot. She decided to not wear a bra due to the heat. That’s fine. It wasn’t see-through so no one would ever guess, apart from the obvious bounce of her lovely breasts. She did get the odd glance that was unnoticed by her but not by me. Hey, I don’t mind someone. I look up into his eyes. He's enjoying every bit of it. I take a quick glimpse at the time. My dad is suppose to be here at 9:00. Its 8:49. It takes every bit of strength I have to get his penis out of my mouth. "Cole, I have to leave." Why?" Its 8:49. My Dads going to be here at 9:00." We still got time."He puts his penis back into his pants and pushes me harder against the wall. He kisses my lips, then my neck, and then my chest, all the way down to my boobs. He pulls my bra and shirt down..