I take him deeper, stroking him faster, sucking harder. My pussy juices are now running down my leg. My excitement increases as his moaning increases.... I let out a moan as I feel his thickness increase, I can feel him get harder, thicker. I squirt on my leg at the anticipation of feeling him inside me. I quicken my stroking, I suddenly realize I’m rubbing myself on his leg, He can feel how wet, how hot I'm getting, that I am squirting on his leg. I hear his moaning get faster, “Faster... Oh. Then he came to his senses.“Why are you doing this?” he asked.“To say thank you.”“I don’t need your fucking charity.” Running Eagle turned around and walked out. At the edge of the pool he looked back at her, his cock still semi erect. “If you want to fuck for fuck’s sake, I can live with that. But sex as a hand-out, no thank you, ma’am.”“You ungrateful bastard.” Running Eagle could see that she was angry. Maybe no man has ever rejected her.“This is not about gratitude,” he said. “It’s about. I was becoming extremely excited and my breath was coming in short gasps. He loosened the straps on the sandals and slipped them from my tiny feet. Then he began massaging and pulling on my toes. He caressed the top of my feet and slowly got off the couch and onto knees on the floor. I leaned back on the couch in sheer ecstasy and began stroking my breasts and pulling on my blood engorged nipples right through the flimsy fabric of my top. He then began sucking on each toe individually. It was. . what happened?" You had a slight accident Senor. Your head collided with my gun barrel."Realizing what had happened and finding himself tied, Tom looked into the eyes of the standing man and sneered."Why you..." Now, now Senor, there is no need to become unpleasant. I helped you fix your wagon, did I not? So, I am simply claiming a just, if somewhat expensive, payment for my efforts."He looked to Miranda."The money please." No!" shouted Tom, don't tell him anything." Very well Senor, if she.