.as he fucked me with his tongue, sucked my labia and clit....all the while holding my ass in his hands. I'm sure I have bruises on my cheeks from hi... big hands. At long last he laid me back down on the lounge and kissed me breathlessly, telling me how much he loved me, how good my pussy tasted, how he loved feeling me cum on his tongue. I smiled sweetly and told him I loved him, too. Because I do. He goes "You just love me for my big brown dick!" I said "only as much as you love me for. Even asprepared as he was, it was strange seeing girl's clothes ironed andneatly layed out on his bed, as Lori made sure not a wrinkle would bepresent. He stripped off his briefs, tossing them sloppily towards hisdirty laundry pile in the corner and then paused, staring at his nudethin body in his dresser's mirror.Earlier in the week, he had shaved every morsel of hair from his bodyand then a few hours earlier removed any bit of stubble while he soakedin a long bubble bath."Ok, no chickening. "One of my patrols is just in. They found three of our men up the road, two hours' ride, dead; one with a shotgun blast, one with what appears to be a rifle ball, too small a hole for a musket, shot in the back, and the other with his throat cut, head nearly sliced off. Know anything about those dead men, those good men up there?"I glanced at Fidelia who sat quietly across the room with one of the militiamen beside her, a small smile on his pock-marked face. A man came in from the back with the. I am wondering what do when I glance over into a paddock. A nice-looking man is fixing fencing; he looks like a cowboy with all the gear. A dark blue, checked shirt with low-slung jeans hugging his hips.As I lick my lips, my mouth started to water causing my bright red lips to twitch. As he sauntered over, I was checking him out. Mmm, I thought; I could fuck that.In his sexy cowboy drawl, he asks, "Can I help you?”I give him a wink and my sexiest smile, “I’m in need,” I sayAs I get out of the.