" How about your legs?" I have mine waxed. And, only have to do it every few weeks. Some girlsuse the cream like we used on you. Other shave every few...days. Why?" Just wondering." It takes a lot to keep us girls looking good for the boys."I sat back and let her work, and she was right a pedicure was relaxing.I didn't pay attention to what she was doing, until she said, "Alldone. Take a look."I sat up, looked at my feet, and was surprised. My feet looked good.She'd even painted the nails red.. As I left the area, the palm trees stood like sentinels above the fog shrouded farm land, joined only by the eerie beauty of Picacho Peak rearing thousands of feet above the level valley floor. Perhaps it's only my imagination, but I always seem to have a special feeling in the vicinity of that peak. It was the scene of the final battle between the Apache Nation and the U.S. Army. When 5000 warriors found themselves trapped on the peak with no choice but surrender, the entire band leaped to. She is wiggling her ass and slips her hand down over your hand and places it onto her ass.She wants you to pull down her tiny panties so you do as she raises each leg until they are free. You want to examine them but she pulls them out of your hand and tosses them to the floor.She is kissing your lips and your holding onto her ass while she squirms above your chest. Your cock is hard and you feel her body begin to back up until your cock hit's the crack of her ass.She raises her ass and reaches. “Back when we were living here as kids, we used to drive like madmen. To keep from getting tickets, we got to wearing outfits like that. We’d call them ‘catch me, fuck me’ clothes. If a cop pulled us over for speeding, why we’d just hike the skirt up and open up the top some. The bastard would get so flustered he’d usually let us go.”“I figured, why fly? I’ll drive out,” said Alexandra. “So, I dug out some old clothes, just to make sure I made good time.” Smiling, she made another turn.“Did it.