Only Pam knew I was under the table. Only Pam would care, shortly. That also was part of the plan. I suspected it was now part of her plan, too. She h...ad to know I was up to something. When my lips kissed her knee, I think she knew what I meant, when I'd told her to hang on. Her skin tasted sweet, as I slowly licked a circle on her kneecap, kissing toward the inside of her knee. My head rested on her opposite knee, only briefly. To my delight, she parted her legs slightly, encouraging my. .. and like that Sarah knew what she had to do.She put on her shorts and t-shirt without underwear and raced downstairs straight into the kitchen, her mom and dad where in the living room watching TV and her sister Jennifer was nowhere to be seen, probably in her room Sarah Thought. She headed straight to the refrigerator and as she opened it and saw 5 big cucumbers in the vegetable tray she felt her pussy get even wetter and felt her pussy juices running down her leg, she loved the feeling.. He`s been single for so long now and I don’t have to worry about our friendship. We don’t always have sex, sometimes we just sit at the kitchen table and chat for an hour or so on the weekends. Why, it's about five years now that we known each other, with no strings attached, because he's busy and, well, I’m married.Finally it was after one pm. I gave him time to get home and bath. Then just before half past one I parked in the driveway. Paul opened the door and I knew I still wanted him. “Hi,”. The bandit on my right decided that discretion was the order of the day and pulled out. I never got another shot at him. The one on my left surrendered, so I was left in a quandary: should I shoot him anyway or should I take him in to the marshal? I foolishly decided to make more work for myself and ordered him to throw aside his guns. I walked up to him after I saw a carbine and a pistol being tossed aside. When I reached the wounded man, he pulled out his hide-out pistol, but I shot him.