Then she grabbed a candle from the nightstand and shoved it far up her pussy."Like this!" she shouted. "This is how I want to fuck!"She withdrew the c...ndle and rammed it home again. Then faster and faster she worked, making the candle appear and disappear inside the walls of her sucking, velvety sheath.He bowed his head, shaking it from side to side. "Yes, yes, all right" he said, a gasp in his voice. "Suck them, fuck them! All of them. Do what you want!" He sank to his knees, burying his face. The cart only made three or four miles an hour where the road was in good condition, which wasn't always the case. There were a few places where it was so bad that we had to get out, and push the cart from the back while Ute encouraged the buffalo from the front. Thankfully those places were few, but less bad spots than that were frequent.Around noon, Ute pulled the cart off the road, and under the shade provided by some tall trees and stopped."We stop here for a time. The buffalo are tired,. ”She gave me that crooked smile that said she didn’t approve, but knew better than to try to reason with me. “Well off you go then, you little scamp. Be back by dark though.”I grinned and assured her that I would, and set off the east along the dirt road at our gate. As I crested the hilltop I turned to wave to her as she looked after me from the porch. That seemed to satisfy her and she returned inside to her household chores. Determined, I then left the road and cut across country,. That was beautiful. Yes, she whispered. I had my arms around her and she held me. The softness of our flesh together. She started kissing my breast again, just little kisses one after the other. She started speaking in a quiet and timid voice as if I were the senior sister being addressed. Can I dare you now? she asked. I pressed her face against my breast as an answer. Can I kiss you there? and she moved her hand and gently touched my vagina. Can I taste you, Steffanie? I knew I was soaking.