Just thought I'd soak up a little sun. I thought you might be out looking for gems." I think I just found one. How about something cool to drink?" he ...asked."Sounds wonderful."He was gone only a moment and returned from his house with two cold sodas.As he handed her the soda she began to pull the blanket around her."No use being modest on my account. With a body like that you should be wearing a bikini more often, or maybe nothing at all."Her mouth dropped open.I meant that way you wouldn't get. Who the shit was this who would not give up? Well, Curly had developed an unexpected problem during the chase. His left arm, which had been slashed in several places during the fight, was now inflamed and starting to hurt like Hell. Curly would not have understood the problem had he known, but some horse shit from the saloon floor had gotten into one of his wounds during the fight and had been sewn up deep under the skin by the uncaring doctor.Curly's arm was now a festering breeding ground for. “This is for arousal purposes only. If I truly wanted to hurt you I would tie you down and use a whip.” His voice indicated that he was joking but Hanna could not see the humor. He stopped for a moment to push her legs wide. Again he delivered two cracks to her backside, but this time the tip of the belt was aimed at her nether mouth. Hanna’s intake of breath at the sensation was far from angry. When he had smacked her pussy with the leather a tingling from the area rose up all throughout. He stepped closer, only inches from my face now. He reached down and grabbed my hand, just like the other night. But this time when he guided it to his cock, there were no clothes between. He wrapped my fingers around as it pulsed in my hand. He groaned deep as he moved my hand up and down along his cock. “Oh my god Jes, that feels so much better than when I do it, please, keep going.” He moved his hand away and I kept sliding mine up and down his shaft. From base to tip, slowly. I was biting.