.I thought why not as my cock was hard again and his looked like it was swelling up too.....I stripped off not feeling embarrassed and picked a pair o... lilac knickers and a white suspender belt .....my hands were trembling and I had trouble with the suspender fastening around my waist so the old man came to the rescue and helped me on with a pair of spunk stained tan stockings which were also laddered and looked well used but hell they felt really great on my legs as he adjusted the suspender. She took the job of outrider for our short wagon train, but usually stayed in sight.The second afternoon, I saw her stop and get down from Bob. I clucked the team up into a trot and hurried to get closer. I had my revolver in hand when I saw her shoot.She immediately reloaded and mounted up. I got there about the time she mounted. We rode across a meadow and got to a large buck deer that Naomi had killed. It must have been over a hundred and twenty-five yards away. A fine shot by anyone's. He carried another four tins to the front and set them down, and I addedthem onto his growing list. He pointed to the bags of flour, holding upfive fingers. "Five bags or five pounds?" I asked, wondering if the boycould speak at all.He frowned and pointed at the paper under my hand. I spun it for him andusing my pencil, scrawled 'pounds' down. I nodded and began to fill a bagand measuring it out for him.Briefly our eyes met. In that one instance I knew that this couldn't be aboy at all! If he. Kelly sprang to her feet and ran over to her hose. She turned the hose on herself and the water on. She was covered in nasty semen. Worse, the smell was getting to her. It smelled erotic and manly. The sperm turned stringy under the water and even harder to get off, but it masked that powerful scent."I told you to get out," she said seeing Hadrian still standing there. He'd pulled his pants up, but she could see he was still hard. Small wonder, she was dressed only in skimpy bikini bottoms.