You'll never make it to the front door." Really?" Miri asked, crestfallen.Tubal glanced her way and nodded. "After you mentioned that rabble up in Wol...f Creek," he said, turning to look at Tory, "I've had two of my smithy boys running errands back and forth past the bank. Near as they can tell, there's at least three that are always hanging around nearby, from the moment the bank opens until it closes."Desperate to do something for Daphne, whom she really liked, the petite girl offered another. . I. . No I haven't," She's beginning to move her hand up my thigh, oh God, "That's always been a fantasy of mine, though." I stutter through heavy breaths. She is getting me wet right now, and I can almost taste her hard, perky nipples through her see-through shirt. "Maybe we could change that tonight. My roommate will be home very soon." Tracy begins kissing me gently, our tongues caressing each other's as she slides her hand over my own erect nipples. I gasp as she pulls me towards her. Our. What would it feel like to rub my cock on Justine’s smooth skin? By the time I returned to close the curtains that evening I’d had a shave. Not just my face. I’d shaved my body hair – a sack and crack – I was smooth from my anus to my belly button… and that smoothness had felt so damn sexy that I’d got carried away and my legs, chest and underarms had received the same treatment. My bare cock and balls looked odd when I looked at my reflection in Justine’s mirror but they were ultra-sensitive.. The water was belly deep on his horse there in the shallows and Pike raised his feet to keep his moccasins dry.The others watched as Pike rode up to the tall porch and stopped to talk to the man. He was there only a few minutes before turning his horse to ride back to the river at a gallop, then let his horse wade the river slowly.“What are they, Pike?” Cecily asked before he’d even ridden up beside her.“He said that was wool and canvas. It’s insulation quilted together to put inside the outer.