I trace down to my belly, to the little dent of a hole. I softly run my hand over my stretched and toned stomach.I massage the inside of my tight,shal...low belly button. I feel a tingling all the way down to my clit's button like an electric wire.I stroke my lower belly above my cunt.I press and release as I rub in large circles. I bend over again to touch the floor and press my ass back towards my neighbor's wall. I feel my cunt and ass stretching with my upper thighs. My cunt gets wetter and. I couldn't have even hoped for the response that got. Immediately she grabbed my hand, leaning in and purring softly in my ear, and moved it inside her robe, against her panty-clad pussy. Photos cpmlink.net/gogRAQ I moaned softly and began to rub my fingers against her, pushing my middle finger against her slit, feeling her so hot and wet."Oh Jason... yes honey," my mother purred.I leaned in and ran my tongue slowly along her neck, eliciting a low moan from her throat, her hand reaching around. " Potter replied.Waite didn't say anything. He just turned around and silently started to walk away. He got about five steps when Potter spoke."Alright, I'm a fool, but I'll meet you halfway. I'll sell it and the mules for 800 dollars." Done," Waite said, shaking Mr. Potter's hand. "If you'll give me a receipt, I have $800 in gold right here." Waite was the proud owner of a gosh darned, honest to goodness, Prairie Schooner 10 minutes later. The Conestoga wagon was THE wagon to have crossing the. When she had bought the suit her husband has restricted her to wearing it at home. She laughed at the thought, well she was home after all. Looking at herself in the mirror again, she knew she was ready.When she stepped outside, the pool man looked up from what he'd been doing. His eyes nearly popped out of his head. He couldn't look away as she walked along the wide pool to a lounge chair. Bending over to give him a unrestricted view of her ass, she placed a towel on the chair. She sat down.