Bob thought he was going to explode under table when he got the vision he had been waiting for, Frankie’s skirt pulled up just enough so that he saw... the lace of her hold up, he didn’t know how he stopped himself from reaching down and taking his cock out and playing with it there and then.He could feel his breathing getting heavier as his eyes fixed on the top of her leg the lace that was moving as she jiggled about still chatting on the phone.Bob didn’t know how much more he could take, he had. 50 behind the seat of my wagon.Naomi took to riding the good gelding scouting, and managed to keep us in small game most days. We were trailing westward near the Arkansas State line (I thought). Before he was killed, Fred had sold me on looking at Colorado as a place to settle and farm. He had mapped out a trail that he thought was a good way to go, so we were going that way.We turned north, and headed through Arkansas. It was a rugged trip and I was very glad we had spare wheels for the. When she mentioned Rebecca Kim's ears perked up. What's going on with aunt Rebecca, Kim asked. Well, her mom said. She divorced her husband last month.Closing her eyes Kim thought back. Rebecca and her mom was in the same sorority back in college. After landing a good job, she moved across the street from her mom. After Kim came along, Rebecca would watch her from time to time when her mom went out of town. Even though she wasn't related, Kim called her aunt.Kim shifted her legs as she thought. My cock grew restless. It wanted to come out. My boss was sleeping like nothing’s happening. My alcohol gave me all the courage now.I started to push my hand inside her robe. She held my hands and looked at me and mumbled: “not here”. I gave a surprising look. She moved away from me and looked out from the kitchen door. She was making sure her husband was asleep. As she tiptoed out of the kitchen she turned towards me and asked me to follow her.I obeyed and as I went behind her, I had a look at.