I wish to feel your legs squeeze tightly around my middle, and your fingers dig into the tense muscles of my back. To hear your soft moans growing as ...our short shoves come to a peak. Finally, to taste and feel your sweet lips on mine before sleep takes us once again.Eternally yours,Wendell*October 28th, 1860My Dearest Wendell,I hope my letter finds you well, and once again, on your way back to me. It had been over a month before I heard from you, and I worried that the Indians had started. “Pull your thong down,” commanded Jake. Scarlett reached back, slowly pulling her black thong down her legs to her knees. Jake and Mike couldn’t resist anymore, pulling their dicks out and began stroking them. Scarlett looked back at the two hard dicks waiting to fill her holes. She closed her eyes, feeling a little dizzy. “Do what you want with me,” she said. Scarlett felt the bed shake as Mike hopped onto it, positioning his self in front of her. At the same time, she felt Jake’s hands grab. ‘Uh… uh… uh…’ She grunted in quick breaths each time he bottomed out. Jason felt his balls building up for a big cum shot. He wasn’t going to waste it inside her. He wanted to seal the deal that she was subservient to him for the week. As he approached orgasm, Jason pulled out and grabbed his cock. Cindy snapped out of her hypnotic trance and looked up questioningly. In the brief second she looked down at his dick and saw him pulling himself with his hand, her mind connected the dots and her. “Hey no fucking way man. You are not going to fuck my ass.” “Yes I am… did you forget our bet.” “I don’t care. Your cock is way too big.” “Tell you what, if you promise to make a good effort to try I will take it slow and if you don’t want to I will stop.” “Okay I can handle that.” “Stand up and bend over the side.” I watched Tom’s pretty bubble but exposed to me and I poured some baby oil and watched the oil slide down his crack. I massaged the oil all over his butt. I enjoyed rubbing it in,.