She climbed on top of me and started rubbing her pussy against my dick and groin. "I'm not done with you yet. I need to get off more, and you're going...to make me cum more. It's been to long since I've been fucked." I could feel myself starting to grow as she was saying this. She raised up slightly and grabbed my cock. She started rubbing it against her pussy lips. "I love not having a condom, feeling a bare cock sliding in and out of my pussy." I was rigid enough to slide into her. She. ‘I would join you in a glass of brandy if you don’t mind,’ Sabrina said. Douglas raised a brow in surprise but nevertheless poured them each a measure of brandy, passing Sabrina her glass and watching as she slowly circled the room. ‘It’s a lovely library,’ she said. ‘I never noticed it…before.’ Douglas realized that this was the first time Sabrina had remained at Westhaven of her own free will. ‘I’d be happy to give you a tour later.’ ‘I would like that,’ she said. Stopping before the window,. I figured that it was kind of early ta be worryin' 'bout that, since Buchanan had one more year in office, but that was not somethin' they wanted ta hear. Buchanan had pretty much knuckled under ta the pressure from the slave states, an' the Southerners had gotten used ta it. Shit, I was not old enough ta vote, soz I did not see what it might have ta do with me, anyway.I got bored with Ft. Worth pretty damned quick an' headed out the next day, more or less toward El Paso. I started. "Steve, where's Grace? Is she alright?" Those were her first words. Of course. Always caring and worrying about the other. She knew that Grace was not completely healthy. "Hi Clara. She's fine. Just tired. She's resting tonight for the long day tomorrow. Please, sit down and have a drink with me." She hesitated. But she had no real doubts about me. I was her avowed friend. She smiled. Ordering a cocktail for herself she sat and joined me. She leaned forward, placed a hand on my knee, and gave.