As juice trickled, your fingers hooked in for lubrication but quickly returned to your clit. And there for five minutes, you repeated your hypnotic rh...thm. Five strokes of your clit, three caresses of your labia, one dip inside with your fingers, repeating over and over. The rate of your breathing and the speed of strokes increased, but your count stayed the same. And then at 10:25 pm, as if addicted to the exactness of your nightly indulgence, you reached with your right hand to the chair next. OK?Mike's beautiful eyes were wide open and he was obviously surprised and caught off guard by my answer to his offer. He was sure I'd say no thanks and we'd both be asleep in 10 minutes so at first he didn't know what to say to me next.First he said I was bullshitting him but when I shook my head no and said no I wasn't bullshitting him at all and I really would suck his dick that night like he wanted so much, he shut up and looked at me silently for the next 30 seconds. Even though I said yes. All of my tears were gone now anyway.When I got to his door, I rang the doorbell and leaned against the frame, wondering how many other girls had done this. I felt like a slut and not the good kind.He answered and I mustered my best, "Hi, Daddy." He was dressed in jeans and a t-shirt again."Wow, Babydoll, look at you! You got all fancy just for me," he beamed, removing my jacket and placing it on the couch.We both embraced in a hug, but it felt empty and fake."Today is going to be great," I. This count was based on including the women as well as the men. Of course, Benjamin Hamilton, was questionable at the moment.All of Billy's siblings could shoot, though some would be using flintlock muskets, but that was a formidable force to reckon with. They had all been trained in what to do in the event of an Indian attack, so they were ready to treat the Hamilton's attack the same way. The first thing they did was to clear out all of the underbrush within gunshot range of the cabin. There.