I reached for the door handle the groaning had got louder so I knocked on the door,no answer so I opened the door and had a look.There was an brunette... angel sitting behind her desk with her tight blouse unbuttoned showing her stunning cleavage I could see the edge of her bra poking out she was breathing heavily.As I looked around I noticed a white lace thong lying under her desk and her hard nipples pushed against her tight top I'll come back later I thought and shut the door.This continued. As near as I can tell, that is. My mother had soft skin and she let me wash her back when she was in her bath, she even bathed me at times.”“Thank you Jake. That is a very nice compliment, being compared to your mother. I’ll try to ignore the fact that my blouse is slipping. I’ve never worn anything this revealing and I feel like it’s about to embarrass me no end, just any minute.”Jake gazed fixedly into her eyes now, not at her half exposed breasts as he spoke, “I doubt there would be any one. “That’s so hot, feeling your skin on me.” Her hips pushed up at me, simulating the act of sex.With my shirt off, she reached down and started rubbing my rod again. “I still can’t believe sometimes you forced this inside of me all those times.” Her fingers gripped me. “The first time you pushed it inside of me I thought I was going to die, then I thought I’d die if you took it out.”Up and down her hand went. My dick throbbed. I groaned in need. If she kept it up just another few strokes I was. " I think you should take a packhorse and me one. You take two extra saddle horses and I'll take one. Can you handle three? I hate to give up a horse." Yes sir."Most of the plantation houses near Purcellville were burned out. The larger ones that weren't burned out were occupied by federal troops. The smaller ones looked as if the slaves had taken over. I dressed as Lieutenant Jack Gannon. We tied the extra horses in the trees and rode up to one of the houses. We were met by an older white man.