I didn't understand what was happening, but I did know that I had changed Alice forever.After waiting until Alice calmed down, I untied her wrists.Pan...ting heavily, she inquired, "Are you ... going to ... use both gloves on me now?" Do I need too?" No ... just fuck me hard ... please?"There was no need to respond, action was louder than any words, and so, taking hold of her ankles, I placed them round my waist. Alice clamped them tighter than I might have wanted, but I let it go. Cock in hand; I. I was trying to think of anyone with the last name of Phillips, that I may have met - when I picked up the receiver.“Josey Ruiz here.”“Josey, my name is Rick Phillips and I just got a phone call from my niece, Sheila Grassley. She gave me your number and told me that you and I need to meet.”“Rick, I didn’t know your name, but I was just sitting here talking with my farm manager, about you, your wife and her sisters being in the cattle business. I hope that’s what you called about.”“That’s. He stopped looked at me and moved his hands to my sides and lifted my shirt off. Doing the same to him he unbuckled his pants. Well, arent you going to take yours off too? He asked Yeah, I was just admiring your cock. Oh, well let me return the favor. He said. He ripped my pants off, and unhooked my bra. Staring at my breasts he grabbed them sucking them hard. I pressed his face into my chest. He took my hand and helped me to remove me panties. You still are beautiful. He said. Smiling he lead. At the next crossroad he turned up the hill. There was no walkway on this little roadway, just a gutter in the center and enough space between doorsteps for a cart to pass. Halfway up the hill, a wagon full of barrels blocked the street. It was the one that had passed him earlier, now moving too slowly to make a clatter on the cobbles. Should he try another street? Nothing ran straight around here. He could spend half the day wandering about lost. He ought to be able to slip past the wagon. He.