"Spread this under you so the oil doesn't get all over... I'll be back in a few minutes." Sharon went out, closing the door behind her.Brenda threw ba...ck the covers and arranged the towel perpendicular to her body under her bottom. She pulled the covers back over her and raised her legs so her knees made a tent. She took the bottle of oil, carefully opened it and poured some on the fingers of her left hand, transporting the oil between her legs that way.She worked her fingers into the soft, neat. "I need a break, baby. I'm sore," she would say. She thought to make up for it by allowing me to lie with her and kiss her or pleasure her orally. Sometimes she gave me head or, on rare occasions, fuck me in the shower. That was her favorite place to do it, I knew not why, but she would have sex with me there almost whenever I wanted. She also had a sort of fetish for being "seen". She liked to take the three of us out on dates to the movies; to a restaurant; anywhere where she could make it. Kind of a long time, I guess." Did you do anything else? You know ... with her tits?" Like what? What do you mean, Taylor?" I mean, did she let you suck 'em or anything?"Jack hesitated again."Yes. Yes, she did," he finally said. "I kissed and sucked 'em." Oh, shit! I can't believe she let you do that! This is damn hot, Jack." Really? Are you sure, Taylor?" Jack, why wouldn't I think it was hot? Of course I do! I love it!" O.K. I just wanted to be sure, because..." Wait, Jack ... Is it ... Is it. Looker ain't she," the driver said with a smile."That's the truth," I said.The two officers emerged with the young woman in the long cape between them. I looked into her face and her eyes seemed to plead for help, but she stepped into the carriage silently and the men followed quickly. The driver climbed up to his seat and took his whip from the socket. I followed the other man to the back, spun him around, hit him in the belly and then the chin, rolled him into the ditch, grabbed his hat and.