He looked out, indicated it was safe, and I exited the stall and the bathroom in a hurry. “I don’t believe we did that,” I said. “I know, it...just seemed impossible to resist somehow. Are you okay?” “Yes, of course, but I’ve never done anything like that before.” “How do you feel?” “I’m not sure, mixed emotions. I feel satisfied, excited, naughty beyond measure, slutty as hell, depraved beyond belief, happy, disbelieving, pretty much everything.” “Does that mean you want to see me again,. I hoped someone here would want them, but they already have several pups I’ve left them the last five years. A few Indians and trappers who came to Fort John have taken some of the pups from previous litters. Most of them want a hunting dog, though. They’d love Wizzer.”It didn’t take long for the steamboat’s crew to unload the crates of goods for the Council Bluffs trading post. They’d been ordered by men from Council Bluffs who took their furs to St. Louis to sell and then returned. Both. ...that she didn't have a mouthful of cock....she was smiling. After accepting the fact that her options were practically zero, she accepted her fate with anguish. Then, when his cock came into view, she thought she was hallucinating. It was as though his penis had been attached to his body in proportion to the size of his incredible bulk. Her regard for him was still of hatred, but she tried to temper that disdain by using his cock to get her predicament hopefully resolved. She took to his. The thong was next, as he rubbed my shaved pussy, pulling the lips apart to show my clit. One of his hands was on a nipple and another was fingering my wet pussy."You are the prize for tonight, and you will get your wish to have as many of these eight men to have their way with you. You will do whatever they want, and after tonight you will be well fucked, and filled or covered with cum. You will have no time to rest in between them, as one pulls out and another will be satisfying their need.