Usne fir usko saaf kiya and fir ham log beth gaye.. Vo mera lund wapis se sehlaane lagi and pata ni kyu uske ek touch se hi mera lund thoda sa khada h... gaya and uske baad usne muh me leke poora khada krrr diya… Maine usse fir poocha k teri fantasy ky h?? Usne bataya k meri fantasy h k koi meri gand chaate .. Maine fir usko doggy style me aane ko bola.. Vo aa gayi.. Maine fir uski gand pe thooka and pehle to apni finger se uski gand pe sehlaya..Uske baad mai uski gaand chtne laga and sath sath. Then she giggled a little like Butthead and startedimitating him in this deep-ish voice. "Let's play like, some Motley Crueand then some Metallica and after that like maybe some old Sabbath?" I-I don't know any of those," Sarah squeaked.Gina laughed really loudly, this huge, braying laugh, then stoppedherself. "I'm just messin' with ya, dude. Amy, since you're like thenewest member and the worst, you should pick. What do you know?" I know like... one Pixies song and I already played it for. Most of them were surprised when I left Tara, Jimmey, and Striking Eagle in charge while I struck out to scout the trail. When we set up camp for the night, Brother Jackson began introducing me to everyone--not that I would be able to remember most of their names.On the trip back, I talked to Striking Eagle, telling him that I would probably only make one or two more trips to St. Louis before we headed west to Oregon. I assured him that we would leave everything they needed. I intended to talk. "Good" he said, "Your ass needs to be fucked hard." Before I turned back to bite the pillow, I noticed the time on the alarm clock sitting on the night stand. With a few more of CJ's hard thrusts, my tight ass had stretched out enough to accommodate CJ's cock. The pain had dissipated and I was beginning to feel the pleasurable sensations my body craved. Soon we had built up a rhythm and CJ was pounding me good. Without warning, he pulled out. He grabbed the KY tube and put more lube on his.