I need men who can read my mind. I don’t want to have to say everything. Like with Mason, he’s always, “Do you like this?” Or, “How is this?...�� Or, “What do you want me to do?” I mean, who has the time or energy? If a guy gets it, he gets it. And if he doesn’t, well then he never will. His name was John, and John had the strongest hands I’ve had on me in quite a while. We went to his room. He was a bit gentle when we got there, I have to say. I’m always ok with the “I’ll rip your clothes off”. I removed it in a flash and started sucking her cunt deep and she was moaning like hell and she was arching her back like a bow suddenly a gush of hot fluid came in my mouth and she screamed you bloody fucker you made me cum and now it’s your turn saying this she tried to get up but in the process her armpits came very close to my mouth so I started licking them and she said oh darling you are too good.And now stop teasing me and give your dick to my burning pussy after sucking her juicy. I got pleasure out of seeing her hair flying out behind her like a ruby wave. She was a fine figure of a woman, and I felt sorry for any man that got in her way.We found the cattle stopped at a small stream, drinking, with the two dragoons nearby, off their horses, taking a break and filling their canteens, oblivious to danger. I got us out in the woods and rode ahead of them, splashing through the creek. We now had three weapons; the sergeant's carbine, the officer's pistol and my rifle. I. I watch your eyes open as the look of ecstasy passes. Hoping that this won't be the end I watch your eyes carefully looking for any glimpse of regret. Instead however I notice that you are eying the bulge which has appeared in my jeans. Feeling the caress of your hand starting at your breast where my hand is still touching you and running up my arm to my shoulder, gliding your nails down my side with just enough pressure to excite me even more. Once your fingertips reach my waist they trace the.