We’d ended that conversation with me admitting that I was wet with desire, a confession that had to be pulled from me, but I was ultimately glad to ...share, and now? Now it would come back to haunt me.She kissed me, tenderly at first, and then roughly, her fingers gripping my ass. I felt painful crescents forming in the softness of my skin, her fingernails digging in as she rolled over on top of me, forcing her tongue inside of my mouth as she rubbed her cunt against mine. All hint of tenderness. .. what kind of massage would you like?" She finally asked.Silently laughing at her discomfort, Bud said. "Shoulders and back of course. Really get in there good, girl."April pulled another big towel from the shelf. She folded it in half and began to lay it across his hips and legs. Tanner twitched his ass and batted it away with a big hand. "Don't bother with that. I'm not modest."That was an understatement. Of course, that sort of thing was as much about the comfort level of the service. After delivering the horse, Tom checked into a small motel. After he ate dinner in the motel’s restaurant, he was bored, so he decided to have a beer at a small roadhouse next to the motel. He walked into the smoky, noisy establishment, sat down at the bar, and ordered a beer. He turned around and leaned against the bar, sipping his beer, listening to the music played by the small country band the bar had playing of country, and watching people dance. Tom was uncomfortable. He’d never been much. She wanted that, there was no denying that fact. The dampness that welled suddenly in her loins told her just how much she wanted that. But did she dare?His eyes studied her face. He was waiting for her to make the next move, either to reject him, or accept his unspoken suggestion. Unsure of herself, she leaned forward, her lips once more pressing against his. Almost of their own accord, her lips parted, giving his tongue entrance to her mouth.His arms tightened around her, no longer just.