Out of the corner of her eye she saw a well-dressed fat man walking next to her. She hurried on. She wasn't a streetwhore.Or was she? The offer had sh...ocked her, but it had also left a host of butterflies trying to escape from her pussy. Up ahead she saw the lights of the cinema. The butterflies moved to her stomach. For a moment she shortened her strides and considered turning around. But then she would have to walk past the fat guy again and he might take that for an offer.Who am I kidding?. "Jo I want to feel you all night," I beg. I reach up and take her bottom lip gently in between my teeth and tug. A soft moan escapes her throat and she kisses me hungrily. At that time she slides the vibrator inside my vagina and it fills me. In and out she strokes me, alternating pressure on the top or bottom, or on either side. I feel the vibrations deep in my belly as she goes in further. It is amazing I feel her taking control of me, and doing just exactly what my pussy is craving. Slow. Her hair, her eyes, and even her lips spoke multitudes about her as a person. No, how she looked spoke lots about how she looked more to the point. As they talked that afternoon, he allowed himself to check out her figure, and as a result he surmised he rather liked her figure much more then he ever would. Wasn’t she this overweight, sloppily dressed woman he thought? Wasn’t she a little on the unattractive side he asked himself? Yes but she was always a little pretty in her own way he thought.. Grandfather had taught her how to shoot and hunt, even though she was a girl. The ladies in town thought it was terrible that she was so 'wild', but for Leanna, it was a matter of survival.The road leading to the house was near, so Leanna stopped her musings and let James know that she was awake. She sat up straight and tried to move his arm from around her waist.'Not yet, this horse can be a bit cantankerous and I have no desire to see you fall. We're almost there, right?' He had been holding.