The train continued on its journey and I could not move. I was worried about her reaction when we reached the end of the line and would be able to sp...eak properly. But as I pondered this, I felt fingers at my wrist and my hand was gently guided back to her leg. Though her head had not moved, I looked down and saw that it was her fingers that had gently encircled my hand. When she had made sure that my hand was in its prior position - and that I was not going to move it - her fingers. ‘Now! Hurry, Bobby!!!! I need you!’ He fell atop her and felt her fingers wrap around his cock. Ecstasy rushed through him as his rigid shaft sank into her welcoming body. His hips surged downward, burying his stave in her. Her legs wrapped around him and her hips worked frantically against his. It was as if she were trying to suck him into her! It was incredible! ‘Gimmmeeeeee!!! Gimmmmeeee!!!’ Paulette groaned, her hands clutching at him, raking his back. Her wonderful body labored against. As I put the eggs, bacon, toast and coffee on the tray,I had to pause for a moment. I had to rest because myloins were tingling. I knew if I didn’t calm myselfdown, I would climax shortly. I didn’t want to do that,my mistress had not given me permission to do so. If Idid, she would not be pleased. I gathered as muchstrength as I could and started back towards thebedroom.I walked in and there was my mistress, stretched out onthe bed wearing nothing but the soft fur that she wasborn. In the evening since the weather had been so nice, they would go out back and sit after dinner and Papa and Spencer would read until the light got bad. Papa had always loved a good Western. Spencer just seemed to read any and everything. Papa made it a point to get out to the barn several times a day to check on the girls. He was pleased that Spencer had taken good care of them. Walt had liked Spencer from the first moment that they met. He was a man’s man, a strong, secure kind of man and.