Her strong legs could hold her on the horse through the roughest terrain, allowing her hands to be free for other things, like shooting at deer. Her a...m was steady and she was good with both handgun and rifle. She was a better shot than most men. She wasn't worried about traveling to Waco alone.Jessica's first week on the trail was uneventful. She met no one, and enjoyed the solitude. She rode easy and stopped early in the evening most days. Jessica hunted as she rode, providing for herself. She lay on the floor. As Jerome joined my wife, she turned on her side to face me. He got in behind her and as she lifted her leg he slid his cock into her pussy once again.As his cock slipped easily into my wife's cunt, Ana looked at me and winked. I was mesmerized by the steady rhythm of their fucking. Anita spread her legs even further apart so that I could get a better view of the huge black dick going in and out her pussy.She looked me in the eyes and mouthed "I love you" as I watched her. We laid there for a few minutes catching our breaths before I felt him getting hard again. He sucked my neck and gradually went down to my stomach. He kissed my stomach then lowered himself back down to my pussy. Licking my clit, he built up another orgasm in me. I arched my back and sucked in a breath of air as I came. Jon worked his way up to my breasts again sucking and tugging with his teeth. He then thrust his cock inside me once more pounding me with all his strength. He looked up at me. I fend him off and dash back into the kitchen in what I hope looks like a random saunter.Molly's sitting cross-legged on a kitchen chair when I come in. "Ready?" she asks."Very, very, very," I say slowly. She grins at the compliment as I unlock the basement door.The basement is cold and damp, and littered with cardboard boxes. Two bare bulbs provide dim illumination. I come up behind Molly, and she starts to turn to face me. Instead, I take hold of her hips, and she purrs and presses back.