”The first month of Jenny’s visit to Wyoming she and Brock had written to each other almost every day. By the time football season started the let...ers’ frequency dropped to two or three times a week and Brock had written and received only one letter per week since practice had started.“How many times can I write to tell you I didn’t do anything,” Jenny had written in one of the last daily letters. “I hate it here. There’s hardly anything to do and I don’t like to do the things there are to do.. I could feel the newly shaven hair on my hands.‘beautiful’ I told her still caressing her pussy. I caught one of her legs and placed it high on sofa’s arm. Now her sweet pussy was open like a flower in front of me. I let one of my fingers slide slowly in between her dark brown labia, opening it further. Vipanchika was already so wet that I felt like putting my hands in a watery pudding. She was leaking fluids which now started flowing down my hands. With both my hands I opened her further to. My dress rose up showing large part of my thighs. He looked at them with lust then pushed the dress further till he was able to see my almost naked shaved pussy. He could not hold himself any longer and asked me to back away a bit then he laid me and had me on the floor there and then. Afterwards we finished our breakfast and he went out promising that he will come for supper. I slept for a while then after waking up I adjusted my pants the way my lover wanted. As I was preparing supper my. ” But then he turns serious. “The commanders left the field before the end.” Without bothering to make his next words sound like a suggestion, “Cat and I are going to put an end to Santini once and for all. Assemble part of your men and follow us to his city and compound. His remaining forces should be disheartened by the defeat.”“What are you two going to do?”Cat answered with a look to Goran, “We are going to confront Santini and his commanders directly.” With that they turned and thundered.