<div style="margin:20px; margin-top:5px"><div class="quotetitle"><input class="button2 btnlite" onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = '';      this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Hide'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Show'; }" style="text-align:center;width:100px;margin:0px;padding:0px;" type="button" value="Show"/></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Clyde's Tattoo:<br/><a class="postlink" href="http://s6.postimg.org/svqdipxsx/Clyde_s_tattoo.jpg">[ img ]</a></div></div></div><br/><br/>Hearing Bonnie say his name sent shivers through Clyde. It made him want to hear her scream it. He'd been in situations like this before, had several times had a beautiful woman under him, wanting him. But somehow all those times were completely irrelevant. He was just as excited now as if he'd never been with a woman before. Hell, he didn't even feel this way when he had lost his virginity. Something about this woman was special, different.<br/><br/>When she made the comment about riding a wild mare he chuckled.<span style="color: #B7410E">"I like a girl that knows what she wants and isn't afraid to admit it."</span>It excited him to know that she wanted him just as bad as he wanted her. But he fought back the urge to just rip her clothes off and plow into her. No, he wanted her to enjoy this, to tease her.<br/><br/>Slowly he stripped her, removing her dress and underwear. He kissed down her neck to her chest. He took one of her perfect breasts into his mouth and began to kiss and suck on it, toying with it with his tongue. Then he moved over to the other one to do the same whilst his hand slipped between her legs to work her up. He wanted to make her wet for him.<br/><br/>When he was sure she couldn't take the teasing anymore he backed off to remove his own clothes. Removing his pants was more of a relief than anything as he was sure any longer and he'd have busted his zipper. But the removing of his shirt revealed two things to her. For one he had a tattoo of fighter jet with USAF logo in front of American flag background on his upper right arm near shoulder. For two there was a vertical scar going down the length of his chest. He wasn't worried about showing either to her. Some women asked, others didn't. But he had no problem with explaining either if she asked. But then again, he had no problem with telling Bonnie anything she wanted to know. They had this unexplained connection that made him feel comfortable with her.<br/><br/>As he climbed back on top of her, he kissed her passionately yet lovingly. He gave her a smirk.<span style="color: #B7410E">"So tell me, are you just Southern? Or does the accent come with cowgirl experience?</span>" He flipped them over to where Bonnie was now on top. His throbbing erection pressed against her folds as he caressed her body with his hands.<span style="color: #B7410E">"Ride me, Bonnie. I'm all yours to control."</span>He pulled her into a kiss, knowing that such a sassy little vixen like her would probably enjoy having a man like him in her power to do with as she pleased.