I myself am 5’10, just as she is. I have wavy dirty blonde hair, which passes my bottom, but I have a swimmers body, seeing as how I am just that, a...swimmer. My chest is smaller then hers, 34 A, almost B.. My eyes are that of a dark green, brown tone. I and slightly more tan then she. Oh, pardon me, the girl I have been speaking of so lovingly, her name is Kennedy. I am bisexual, though I obviously lean more toward females. Anyway, back to the story. The summer was coming to an end, as we only. The two boys were taken in by members of the congregation, but there was nowhere for Becky to go.The advertisement for a bride to go and join a pioneer in the West seemed like a god-sent opportunity to her. She read carefully all that he wrote, that his name was Charlie, that he was a thirty-year-old teetotaller, had gone out West four years earlier, and had already established a small farm with a log cabin which he had built himself. What he offered was marriage and a home, but there were few. " Okay." A whisper again. She bent over, tugged the boots on. Her luscious breasts swung side-to-side with the effort. They bumped and brushed his dick several times, not that he complained."Now what?"He entwined his fingers into her hair. Palmed the back of her skull and crushed his lips to hers.Yes! She tasted sweet. Lips like sugar.His thrusting tongue met hers. They dueled for several minutes. It was only when he broke away, gasping, that he realized she'd resumed gently squeezing him. Now. I reached back to grab my baby oil and slathered it on us both. Take it away! I said, and he picked up the pace. I loved every bit of his 8 inch erection within me. I could feel us connect between the heat of our bodies. I moaned with every thrust he gave, seeming to say thank you for every single inch. I let him fuck me for a good 5 minutes before he said he was going to come within me. I was surely disappointed at his endurance time but I loved seeing him happy. As he finished within me I.