’‘Now?’‘Yes, now.’‘Hmmm, I think I’m gonna like this.’He turned Alessa sideways so that she was facing the other two and lowered his h...and to the front of her skirt with the tip of his middle finger just reaching her slit and pushing the cloth inside slightly.Alessa moaned, a quiet moan, ‘Oh, that feels nice.’He slid his hand further down, pushing his finger deeper into Alessa’s slit.‘Oooohhh, I do like that.’His fingers reached the hem of her skirt, went below it and between her legs.He touched. I almost didn't want to stop once I reached the edge of climaxing. I quickly pulled my toy out of my pussy and texted my Master that the first edging was done. I just laid there thinking to myself this is going to be a lot harder than I thought.The next few edges I teased myself in between in hopes that Master would let me cum sooner. Master was very pleased, but he denied me the right to cum. Master ordered me to put clothespins on my nipples for one of my edgings. He knows exactly how I liked. I tried not to stare, I really did, as we climbed out and showered off. And after we dressed, it almost drove me crazy knowing that underneath her sweats Kate was wearing something lacy and delicate."Liked that, didn't you?"My smile told her everything. She laughed."Maybe again the next time it rains?" You bet, Kate."We were stopping for coffee after our swim on most days, now, and my heart was pounding every time. It wasn't just seeing her nude on that rainy morning, although that was. The cowboys were partnered up with Ike and Billy Clanton and were fond of travelling the short distance to Mexico and returning with rustled horses or cattle, bolstering the livestock count of the Clanton ranch in return for payment in money and liquor. The cowboys were virtually unchallenged in their rowdiness in Tombstone until the Earp brothers got appointed as peacekeepers. # # # “It was Ike Clanton and Curly Bill who started the row in the Bird Cage in that hot summer of 1881. I was.