Jasmine gave me a funny look. “Were you doing... push-ups in here or something?”“Just... trying to stay in shape,” I said. “You know, cardio...'s important.”“Right,” she said. She grabbed a bottle of body spray. “Might want to spritz up. It's a little ripe in here.”Fifteen minutes later, we were walking into The Polka Dot Dress, the only clothing store in Jefferson, the small town in Central Oregon that we lived. It was a farming community of just a few hundred. It existed as much for the truck. She casually licked her finger. I was rock hard from watching her tasting her juices. I had to hurry up and get home. Her closeness was driving me crazy, filling me with lust for her splendid form.My panties were getting drenched with his closeness. We were the first to arrive despite my worries. I greeted Susie warmly as we passed. She said she was taking Joe shopping, then to dinner and a movie. They would be back late and go directly to bed. There were snack trays in the big refrigerator and. I turned and caught her eye, and her smile made her even more adorable.I had been rather apprehensive the day before the weddings when Rob Crawshay pulled the carriage to a stop at Château Blanchard. The two most important women in my life, the one I was to marry and the one who had saved my life, were about to meet for the first time.I handed Caroline down from the coach, and Mimi, standing at the top of the chateau steps, dropped a small curtsey."Welcome to Chateau Blanchard, Milady. It felt like there was a rough spot on the upper part of her pussy. When I was fucking her missionary it was rubbing on the head of my cock and was very similar to the roughness of a tongue on my cock. When we switch to doggystyle and I was pounding her from behind with her on her knees, that spot was rubbing against the underside of my cock and shaft, which was even better than before. A couple times she grabbed me again and started kissing me hard, grabbed the back of her neck with her hair.