”“No, thanks. I don’t think I want to watch the film anyway.”“I said, sit here.”“I heard.”I turned to leave and felt a strong hand on ...y shoulder. Thanks to Miss Combe I was pretty sure I’d win if it got to a fight but, hey, who needs a fight?“Okay, I’ll sit but, if I hate the film, I’ll never speak to you again.”She laughed. “You’ll enjoy it.”It was a shit film but, no sooner had the lights gone down than her hand had too, inside my joggers. I leaned and whispered, “Isn’t it traditional to. Hermione dropped her feet into the water.Ginny smirked, licking her fingers clean, then she leaned into clean the cum out of the other girl's pussies. Hermione gasped and groaned, the feeling of only Ginny's tongue as it teasingly slid up to her clit driving her insane. As they lay there in their post-orgasmic glow, only tiny whimpers from Katie and Hermione sounded in the room, until a door slamming brought the sexual bliss to a screeching halt.The three of them sat up, but it appeared that. In the fading light, it was difficult to draw a good bead on the Indians, but he did appear to wound one of them. In any case, it was enough to discourage them, and they quickly rode away. Otto shouted to the woman, "DON'T SHOOT! I'M ON YER SIDE! I'M COMIN' IN!"She shouted, "COME ON IN! I WON'T SHOOT!" and Otto rode up to where she was. She said, "Thank God, ya came along! I'm much obliged ta ya. I'm Martha Smith. Who might ya be?" Howdy, Miss Smith. I'm Otto Bendrich. What happened?" I was. This time I looked back as I neared the door to see her give me a sexy wave as I left. My heart was racing! But I knew I was going to get what I wanted. So now the only questions were, when do I text her and where would we meet? I had never gotten involved with a married woman before, so this was a slightly more uncomfortable ground than usual, but for some reason, it only added to my excitement. A few hours later, it was getting near lunchtime so I figured it was as good of time as any to text.