Camp fires were built and a calf butchered. We would lay over the rest of the day and maybe one more if my crew was late."What, no guard out Son? Migh... be some Indians around." He was grinning. Kenny Ryeback had come into camp while I was leaned back against a tree dozing. I said nothing as I clasped this man to me, I was that happy to see him again. I looked to where there were fourteen braves sitting their horses. I walked over and gripped forearms with them all. They dismounted, folding. ” “Gee, that’s too bad,” I said sympathetically. She shrugged and reached for a banana from the fruit tray. “It is. I really liked this guy.” “What was he like?” I asked. Laura’s eyes went all dreamy as she peeled and slid the banana into her mouth. “The best fuck of my life,” she said nostalgically. “He taught be how to be a real woman.” “Ooh, sounds like fun!” I joked. “I’m serious!” she insisted. “He has the biggest cock I’ve ever seen, and he knows how to use it.” She leaned. The lonely hours I had waited before he’d shown up replayed in my mind. What he wanted from me seemed to pale in comparison to the seriousness of my situation. The feelings of total abandonment over whelmed me pushing away all other concerns. He had only gone a few car lengths when I burst into a run chasing after him while waving my arms and hollering loudly “OK, I’LL DO IT! JUST DON”T LEAVE ME!” The rig pulled over and parked much to my relief… and trepidation. He got out as I was still. Taylor knelt and spread the glistening lips to reveal the pinkness of Michelle’s pussy, and a little hole that was pulsing as Michelle drew deep breaths. Taylor lowered her head and gave a little lick, and Michelle’s entire body arched. She licked again, but longer this time and finished on Michelle’s little clit. Michelle raised her hips to Taylor’s face, willing her to do more, and Taylor obliged, alternating between long slow licks and little darts to the clit, while inserting her fingers.