" 'Nother good idee. It'll take me the rest of the day to find the right clothes and the right Mex tack, sos we kin leave in the mornin'."The next mor...ning they crossed the river into Mexico with the rising sun. Ezra looked very much like the grand Mexican Don and Sean looked like a disreputable Anglo tough who would hire his gun to the highest bidder. They headed for Tia Maria where they had been told that Juarez owned another brothel similar to the one they had just raided.They rode slowly so. Summer was just beginning and temps were warming up so it was common to leave windows open and in my case the door wall. I watched her for a couple of weeks going to work each day and saw that she did sit for a few minutes in her car and looked around as it warmed up. She did look up to my window and me being a big exhibitionist got very turned on but she was 20 years younger than I was so I didn’t go nude in the window. when it got into summer I would go to the pool to relax and tan most. Not that she wanted the thing inside her off course... After a few minutes of this, and not getting anywhere, the b**st grew frustrated, shifting its grip so that both its massive hands each got a good grip on the inside of each of her soft thighs, spreading her legs more, also allowing its big thumbs to pull on the skin on the sides of her dripping little hole, opening it up a little, displaying her wet cut for all the b**sts in front of her that were eagerly watching...With a grunt that made. But I deliberately didn't try; it was far too much like eavesdropping, and she'd made clear her desire for privacy.The two of them communed for the better part of two hours, starting with his tail wrapped lightly around her wrist. He'd first proposed sitting on her shoulder as he did mine with the tail touching her neck, but she quickly vetoed that idea; she had, apparently, something of a phobia about things coming near her throat. Understandable in a singer, I supposed, though it had never.