Smiling at me, she commented. “This is the first different one I’ve touched in quite a while.” Letting go she continued, “Before we go too far...too fast, let’s have that lunch. I’m OK staying undressed.”We had lunch and I went back to work. It took a good cock pull before I could focus on my work. In the video camera I saw her diddling herself on the lounger. She bucked noticeably when she got her nut.We were both interested in enjoying this new level of friendship so we were thinking up. “It ain’t manly, girl!”She looked over her shoulder at him and then turned to her left. He realized she was going towards the dead man’s gear. He watched as she picked up the man’s gun belt and slung it over her shoulder, bandoleer style, with the pistol between her breasts. He saw the saddle then, but she left it for the weather to slowly eat. He sighed. That saddle was worth twenty dollars, and the other horse would have let them move a lot quicker. Then again, he was on the mend because he’d. But she refused and said I want to enjoy this rain. I started speeding my bike, she held me tighter, crushing her boobs and pressing my chest with her hands. My dick raised to its fullest. She said her hands were getting cold. I said you can keep them under my t-shirt.She put her under my t-shirt and was feeling my warm chest. I got turned on really high as was she. I said I want to kiss you and stopped the bike in a nearby shop which was closed. we took shelter under a shops shutter. We were. I watch him open the door to the truck and throw his duffel in the passenger seat. He shuts the door and walks around to the driver's door. Opening the door, he looks up one final time and sends a wink my way along with a very wicked grin."Blow me a kiss, sugar!"Leaning in the door jam, I blow him his kiss and wave my hand. He doesn't see the lone tear sliding down my cheek. He gets in and starts the truck, pulling away from the curb, away from home, away from me.I turn and close the door..