Make it last. Oh, you feel so good in there, honey! It felt tremendously good from my side too. My cock was more aroused than ever before, and every t...rust was pure pleasure. Mom felt very hot inside, which (I have later learned) meant that she was as aroused as I was. Soon we were in a steady slow rhythm to keep me from coming too fast. Mom pulled my head down to kiss me again, and soon we were trading saliva by the bucket as we fucked. Mom started making little humming sounds into my mouth,. Often young men took this as a sign that she was the most approachable, and tried to either get her alone or pump her for information on the others, but she was always tactful enough to turn them down without anyone's feelings getting hurt or feeling embarrassed. She had a way of making them feel that even if they failed she still appreciated the offer.The last woman was also stunning.She had braided black hair with matching steely ice blue eyes that were also similar to the red haired one that. I had almost forgotten it and there was no pain, either walking or riding. It was time for me to leave; but I hated to more this time than last.I rode back toward Goshen to stop in at the saloons to catch up on the latest developments. I had left the last line of trees before the road when I saw the wagon with the broken wheel. You got so that you expected a wagon wheel to break every few months if you were on the road very much. Rocks and holes in the road played Hell with wagon wheels. I rode. Who jab bhi bahar jata mujhe humesha keh kar jata ki nidhi ka khayal rakhna ,lekin kismaat ko kuch aur hi majoor tha. Ek din mein bhabhi kle ghar gaya ,door band tha mein ne bell bajayi magar kuch der tak koi nahi aaya, kuch der baad anil ki 3 saal ki beti ne door khola. Mein ne usse pucha ki mummy kahan hai tu who boli mummy apne room mein kaam kar rahi hai, mein room ki taraf gaya mujhe wahan koi nahi dikhayi diya mein wapas aa raha tha ki itne mein mujhe bathroom se kuch aawaz.