She massaged both cheeks now, squeezing the thick rolls of tender fleshbetween her fingers. Then she began to wash me, splashing water on mybottom and... rubbing it in between my cheeks and into the crack. I wasspeechless, stunned. "Ma'am, please," I begged, my face flushingcrimson. I'd never been touched by anyone like that, and it frightenedand unnerved me. The sensation was unbearably stimulating, that was theproblem, and I did not know how to react. I felt it was unnatural,forbidden, and yet. Then I kissed her cunt. I shoved in my middle finger inside her dripping wet and hot cunt. Then I started tongue and finger fucking her simultaneously.Then I licked her G-Spot and the lips of her clit. I rubbed her clit with my fingers. I kept on licking her cunt. .she pulled my head as if she wanted me to go deeper with the tongue. I obliged and went deeper with my tongue. She came hard and was ecstatic with the violent orgasm. I licked all her juice and then kissed her lips. Then she stroked. I’m a shade faster, but he’s the better shot. So now we have me and my 15 men, plus my brother and his 3. Dammit that only makes 20 against twenty-five. We’re still out numbered. But our 20 men are used to fighting their way out of tough spots. We’re used to life and death fighting every day. Your men are half drunk and used to pushing cows around. Half of them look like they’ve never even shot at anything other than a tin can. I think I like those odds.” We all heard several of the cowboys. In the afternoon he started writing to me again. The mails were bigger this time and I discovered another side of Joan (then I learned her name!). She told me that she often stared how I was dressed, that she liked my high heeled boots and my sexy way of dressing. She would love to dress more feminine, but her father was very strict. I had heard of her father, a puritan and very strict guy who lived in my neighbourhood. I told her that if she wished she could come to my house one day and that.