"I'll sleep in the wagon," she said as the fire died down."You got a blanket?"She shook her head. "Won't need it. This shawl's pretty heavy." You can ...hare mine," I said, essaying a smile.She smiled back. "Don't think so," she said.So I slept with my feet toward the fire's embers, and in the cool of early morning she joined me for an hour or two. Then we got back on the road and by the time the sun was high we had reached a tavern where five or six houses, a small mill and a smithy's cold forge. They needed substance, water, so as they laid there side by side. They toyed with each other with the fruit they had brought and drank their drinks as they lay together. They were content and filling themselves with stories of their lives and feeding each other pieces of fruit. The temperature was perfect lounging on the rocks around the several pools of steamy water. The trickled sound of water upon the rocks that fed down to a the creek and birds darted and fluttered by as they made feeble. I’m already hooked on being fucked by it, and I haven’t even been properly fucked yet!” Sujita looked at me and said; “Well, Rocky, beam her up! Let’s see you work that tool like I know you can.”I looked back at my wife, smiled and said;”Thank you honey! I promise to fuck Priya until she is completely exhausted and can’t fuck me anymore; then, I’ll start on you!” Exactly what I wanted to hear you say,” Sujita cried. I bent to my task and started to slowly stroke my cock in and out of Priya’s. I dropped down to the couch, mother across my lap. I moved my hand so that it held one of her hands behind her back as if to restrain her - but mother had stopped talking and lay over my knees without any resistance, without a sound.Not so unlike the last time I watched, as if in slow motion, as my hand rose up and then dropped back down upon the bottom there before me. It was different this time, no thick denim or undergarments - only the thin silky pyjama bottom to cover her fleshy ass. The.