Then he described what love could be. As Teresa read the conclusion, sweat broke out on her forehead and upper lip and goose pimples rose on her arms....She read:Love could be this college student sitting in the back of the classroom, every Monday, Wednesday and Friday, admiring and listening to his instructor, his mentor, a beautiful, sexy woman a few years older, fondling his cock, hard between his legs beneath the desktop. And love could be the sick, sour ache he feels in his gut because he. Paul kept wanking his cock and she opened her mouth as she did for me in the river waiting for his sperm salvo. It didnt take long before Pauls knees started to go wobbly and he shot a stream of cum into her mouth. Some of it splashed her face and nose and it went in her hair but she kept rubbing her cunt until she brought herself to another climax. I stood near her with my recently fucked and sticky cock and she licked it clean. We all stood there looking like a trio of dumb fucks when I just. ..Then Hairy opened that small suitcase inside was not clothes but oils and lotions and a large assortment of dildo's I stared wide eyed and wondered what he was going to do with all that stuff well I found out soon enough he told me to lay on my stomach so I did I was kind of trembling inside but soon relaxed after he spread oils on my back and began to massage me it felt great then he did my ass rubbing my ass cheeks with his big thick hands I felt oils poured between my cheeks and then I. He had turned 18 while on the trail from Fort Smith. Josh decided to wait to send his telegram and make sure the letters were at the post office. After picking up the letters from his family he mailed the ones to his parents that he had written at night while on the trail. His letters explained about his life and adventures with the wagon train in greater detail than he could with the more expensive telegrams. Going back to the telegraph office, he sent a short wire to his parents letting them.