One last tantalizing swipe of my finger across that nub and you shudder. Sensing your nearness, I take my mouth from your nipple and run my finger dow... and up your mons until just at the crowning of your opening. I look into your face, waiting for your reaction. “Please,” you whisper softly, “Please touch me – oh God, please.” “Did you say something, my dear?” “Please … please …” you whimper desperately. “Please touch me.” Easing my finger back down, I brush against the crest of your lips. ” Emma faltered after that. Jess touched my dick again, then put a hand on her ass. Emma’s eyes widened; she glanced over at Brent who was trying hard to focus on his steak. Looking back to Jess, she shook her head rapidly “NO!”Jess’ eyes narrowed and she mouthed the word “YES.” Despite not saying a word aloud, Emma knew the tone that would have been conveyed. Her shoulders slumped a bit in resignation.“Yes, sl-slave. Um...” She couldn’t bring herself to say it. Jess’ eyes darted to Brent who. Between Maria's and Billy's shots, only four of the bushwhackers were unwounded, and all of the moderately wounded were likely to die from gangrene if arms or legs were not taken off within a day or so.The last of the bushwhackers still on horseback took off for the woods as soon as they could with Billy chasing them. They were gaining on him since he was trying to ride and shoot aimed shots from his Colt. In disgust, Billy switched to his two Mississippi rifles and managed to hit two of the. Although I can't see it, my wife is tweaking her hard nipples through her uniform shirt. Kathy is rubbing her clit under her own dress. "How does it feel, babe, is he doing a good job? Are you going to cum for him. Feed him baby, Make him eat a huge load – cum in his sissy mouth, Tom, make him your little faggot cocksucker, baby!" Kathy moans as she continues playing with her dripping pussy. "Oh, Kath, it feels so good – he's doing a great job, I'm going to cum soon, MMMMMM...that's it, slut,.