As we softly made out I felt her hands creeping up under my skirt to slide over my panties. I wished I could return the attention but my hands were in...no position for me to accommodate that desire. She fondled and caressed my ass softly for an eternity compressed into a single instant, even dipping her finger inside the leg hole of my panties, scratching teasingly at the pantyhose separating her flesh from my ass cheeks. Then we drew apart and she gave me a last sensual peck before I was. "But none since the Revolution. This wasn't a fight, really. I just hit him." Mr. Gally," Wainright said to me, "would you be so kind as to fetch Mrs. Foster over here so I can talk to her. Just the mother now, not the daughter."I went and got her, and then Ned and me sat at the bar and took in a tepid beer or two while Wainright talked to her. She sat there staring at him and answering his questions, wringing a handkerchief and fingering this silver thing clipped to the front of her bodice.. More

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