He would have deleted the words if they were not already spoken and taken a much more indirect way of exploring Molly's motivations. He could see from... the way that Molly carefully patted the top of her neatly braided hair and pausing slightly before organizing a reply that she was on her guard. He would have kicked himself in the leg for being too pushy except for the face that those two bullets were pestering him far too much in the cool night air.His lack of patience was a fault that he knew. Some houses were run down, others very immaculate. Most were simply just modest.Most of the cars were damaged or rusting away. Barely cared for. But the children, and the horses. The two largest forms of measuring tribal wealth were well cared for. We pulled up next to a simple yet immaculate house. everyone else's cars were already there. I wondered why no one came rushing out to greet us. Then Donnie walked to a fence and whistled. He began to work the hand pump filling a water trough, as the. He was a hunky bloke, and she had enjoyed making small talk with him over dinner. He had a quick wit and was obviously well-read and intelligent. She didn’t like why he was here, but he hadn’t mentioned the subject while they ate. He had seemed more fascinated by her.“I’ll be back in a minute,” Mary said and left him standing in the kitchen. She went downstairs to the basement and placed her hand on the door under the stairs. It swung back and gave her entrance, so she walked over to one of the. Then she turned me around, making me bend over and commenced lathering and shaving my entire ass, including from my bunghole to my scrotum.As she wiped me off, she reached between my legs and gave my cock a couple of strokes with her hand and asked, “as big as your dick is, doesn’t it present a problem in that little, tight speedo?”Being a bit more confident of the situation now, I responded with a little cockiness: “just have to make sure I do not have a hard on and lay it over to one.