I moved the fingers of my other hand to her pussy and shifted the finger down to her asshole. When I circled her tight opening with my finger slick w...th her pussy juice, she tensed. When I press the finger into her asshole as finger curled to her g-spot and my lips closed on her clit … she arched her back and cried out as she orgasmed. I, of course, didn’t stop. I removed my finger from her ass but I bit down on her clit and sent three fingers now into her pussy to stroke her g-spot. She. Maybe let my boy run the stable one day, spendin’ the rest of my life dreamin’ of all the places I never saw.”“Yep I reckon I see what you’re saying, if you don’t go look now you never will, that was what hit me too. I grew up with not even a house closer than a hundred miles of ours. I knew if I didn’t go now, I would die on my ‘reservation’ like the Sioux are sentenced to do now. I just had to saddle up and go. Just don’t you go letting something I said make you jump up and ride off looking. " Just the voice gave me goosebumps - husky and low, with a sexy bad lad accent - but then, when my eyes got used to the light, and I saw him properly … Oh fuck! He was standing there in just a pair of bright red y-fronts, and my eyes zoomed in on them like a laser. Of course I took in the body too - stocky but well-proportioned: light hair on the forearms, legs and belly, thicker over his muscly pecs - but oh, those pants, stretched taut, straining to contain the bulk of his colossal bulge! Oh. . I’d fantasized about them, but I was still worried. Turns out they turn me on, too.”“How did you find that out?”Essie giggled. “I was a voyeur before I actually got to fuck Joe.”“You mean make love.”“Not yet. I kind of jumped him I guess. So I’d say we’ve fucked. Not that I didn’t feel the love.”“While feeling a lot more.”“Yeah. It was fantastic. Both times.”“In the limo and...”“Joe’s office. Joe’s chair actually. I needed it. I needed him.”“And of course Joe couldn’t resist you.”“Not with.