The belt was just to keep the guns in a constant relative position. I could live with the weight, but it was not very comfortable. I hoped that I coul... get used to the guns in a short time.I complained about the situation, but I did not get much sympathy. White Buck laughed and said that life was often that way. Oh, God, I hoped not!The next week I set out for Comancheria for another three-day scouting trip. I was following a different route from what I usually ran. White Buck had some new. I can taste our combined juices as we stand naked holding each other in the cold night air. You pull away from me and hold my hand, guiding me toward the bedroom. As I enter the room, I can see you’ve made it into a beautiful midnight retreat. You guide me toward the bed and we slide onto the sheets together.I lay you on your back, slide my hands down to your wet, pulsating pussy. I feel your heat as I part your lips with my fingers and softly rub your swollen clit. I kiss your lips, and suck. I reached around with one hand and felt my throat. It was all bulged out and I could feel that bulge going all the way down my neck. I slapped his ass because I was running out of air and he pulled back. I was taking a few breaths and Jim said ‘Damn. That is so fucking hot.’ I took in a breath and grabbed his ass letting him know I wanted it again. He pushed hard and once he hit bottom, he held it there for a second or two. He was moaning pretty loud so I know he was enjoying it. And. “Oh, that feels good, don’t stop” she moaned as she rubbed the back of my head, putting more pressure onto her tit. Letting my free hand drop down to what I found to be a beautiful hard little arse, unlike most girls who have a bit of flab, this was perfect, then Carol buckled slightly pushing a hard fanny into me while moaning steadily as each kiss hit the spot. She undid my shirt and it was off in a second before pulling me closer. Her nipples against my chest felt so good, someone else.