And that part had taken quite a long time too. Finally, when I was tasting victory, and her quim, she stopped it off and tightened and turned our cou...ling into a series of oohs and ows and ouches. Her sly hips gyrated closer to me now and her lips parted in a big grin. "I might want to get in your bed again." I must have flushed because she let out a little laugh. "Cognac?" She held out her glass to me. Ahh, she's drunk. Her damp brow, pink cheeks, swaying hips and ass and taught belly. " He did have the grace to look embarrassed.The men had the trail cleaned up of dead bodies before dark, so we moved just beyond the valley to make camp for the night. I supposed that it was a kind of apology, but Sgt. Brown had one of the men fix supper for me. To tell the truth, I really appreciated the gesture because I was still shaking from my scare. The problem was that I could imagine what the Comanches would have done to me if they had caught me still alive, and I have a very vivid. .. right into the massive pillows of her breasts. It was like having my face pressed into a huge feather pillow, where the puffiness of the pillow billowed around me, providing a wonderfully soft landing place... but cutting off all air.I struggled and huffed and puffed until I felt myself growing faint. Suddenly she seemed to realize what was happening. Her hands relaxed and she turned my face upward. I gulped in fresh air gratefully.She said, "Sorry, sugar, guess mama just got "carrot" away.. As my fingers came out my dick was back on the job, now my fingers were up to her mouth, "Open up mom, taste your lovely pussy juice!"Open she did and suck she did! We did that 3 or 4 times and I told her, "Mom, get used to that taste, I want you to learn to love it, I want my baby to eat pussy"Well, that sure as hell was the wrong thing to say! I watched mom's face freeze up and felt her pussy just go dead on me. From a warm loving, pulsing moist grotto, I was suddenly in the dark dry hole of.