I was thrilled and sexually excited walking in on them, making no effort to cover up, standing in front of our guest, as he sat rooted and drinking in... every curve my body showed.I stood in front of my husband and bent over provokingly, my legs straight and my ass taught, as we kissed on the mouth, hubby instinctively squeezed my pert breasts and felt my ass, our guest watching in disbelief, until I turned and faced him, 'Goodnight kiss for you', I asked, knowing full well he was gagging for. But then, that’s what I said when Berta and I married and settled in Wyoming.”“What made you decide to sell and move?”“Indians had something to do with it. Wyoming, the Dakotas, Montana, and the Territories to the south are terribly unsettled. Berta and I thought of the family we have and wanted them out of harm’s way.”“Yes, and you have been here three weeks and had to kill or be killed.”“That’s true, but the odds were on our side.”“I guess.” He grinned and then said, “But they didn’t know. Although forcing her breasts upwards and outwards, she was not squeezed any wore than if she had been wearing a bra. “Think about the ropes. How do they feel?” That wasn’t easy. At first she could feel nothing specific about the ropes. But as she concentrated she started to identify feelings about those ropes. They were soft and supple. As she breathed they allowed her chest to expand and contract, yet they didn’t loosen. They felt warm. And most surprising of all, as. I was hard instantly. Hannah's kissing was intense and a bit all over the place, but I liked it. I liked it a lot. Her eager kissing told me that she was eager for a lot more. She sucked on my tongue as if she couldn't get enough of my tongue inside her sweet mouth. 'This girl is gagging for it' I thought to myself.As we kissed my hands fell to her waist. Our bodies were not touching really and she was not yet aware of my throbbing cock. My hands rose upwards underneath her loose strappy top to.