Your mouth goes to my neck, sucking and kissing and I can’t think. Warning bells start screaming. You will leave marks. My skin is so pale and thoug...h I can feel you holding back, you’re being anything but gentle. How could you be? My head falls back and hits the cabinet. I feel the clunk and I feel you try to pull back. I feel your concern for me in my own chest, connected by this gossamer thread that binds us, that sets us on fire when we touch. I hold your head down. If you look at me, if. The Dianne part of me was appreciating it, but the Dire part of me was craving this! My palm ran up and down, from her knee up to almost her hip, then back down. Her thighs parted a bit, and my fingers slipped a little in between them. At the same time my other hand started to caress her back, and I could now tell that she was not wearing a bra under her blouse.I felt her start to wiggle in my lap again, and removed my hand from her thigh. I reached up and one by one unbuttoned her blouse, then. Early the next morning, we headed north on a wagon trail that followed the same general route as today’s Interstate 17. Garret and I drove the lead wagon followed by the others. It was a relatively flat ride until we reached the foothills, the beginning of the Rocky Mountains, where we camped for the night. The next morning we began our ascent.“The average elevation in the valley is about 1,100 feet above sea level. Although I didn’t know it at the time, our ranch’s elevation was nearly 4,500. " What test?" I said, looking deep into her dark brown eyes."If you pulled away from that kiss, it would have been your last one." I leaned in for another. She opened her mouth, inviting me in. At the same time, she pushed my hand into her panties. My fingers combed through her bush. eventually finding her now very moist slit. She moaned as my finger pushed inside. Her tongue ventured into my mouth, mirroring the action of my finger as it split open her pussy. I wondered just how far we were.