We debated laying over another day until Samuel told us we should reach the fort tomorrow afternoon. I couldn’t believe it as I did the math in my h...ad. Twenty-three days we’d spent on the trail since leaving Council Bluffs! I’d figured we had another week or two to go. Samuel explained that we hadn’t had any breakdowns or mishaps, and the animals were all still in good shape. Well, the cows were a little tender of foot by now, but they could handle a few more days. He explained that having so. ”Obviously no note would appear tonight anyway but sheat least she seemed OK with the general idea so Isuggested that maybe he could jerk off on her pussytonight and bring a note round tomorrow – morethought slowly circulating Carole’s brain – but “no”apparently she didn’t trust us not to either go a bitfurther or to forget the note. Then she had an idea and flipping her skirt asidepulled her panties off tossed them at Jack andsuggested that if he. “Don’t worry, babe. I do this all the time.” That smell on her fingers. Had she just masturbated? As soon as the though entered my mind, I thought I might be sick. I was disgusted. But I was moistening. I bit my tongue hard to escape my thoughts. I gasped and Emily removed her hand. “What did you do that for? Welp, we’re gonna have to disinfect it. Lemme help you out.” She plunged her hand into her bag and more clinking ensued. She took her hand out, it now embracing two shot glasses. She. Her wrist was resting on her lower abdomen just above the pubic bone. When she heard him breathing into the phone she began a series of light, gentle caresses that barely touched her inner thighs and pubic hair."You've got me so hot, Rolf, so hot!"Guessing as to what she was about to do, or was already doing, he goaded her further. "And what are you doing about it?" He asked."Masturbating... thinking about your cock. How hard and long and thick it is." Want it in you?" He asked, as he tore his.