I fell asleep quickly after all the sexual activities that evening, and I had the taste of cum and pussy in my mouth.Day Six – The Long Ride Back to...the RanchWe were up before daybreak and had breakfast, before hitting the trail for the ride back. The men were pretty much ignoring me and jockeying for position to be close to Joan, and when we stopped for lunch the men were more interested in fucking her again, than they were in eating. I watched as they ravished my wife’s pussy again and again,. Her food had become unappealing to her and she shoved it away. “Oh, come on, Ross. It’s cute!” Casey continued. “Right. Cute to who? Rosanna snarled. “To whom, Sir Ross.” Casey corrected and smiled. She brushed a lock of Rosanna’s hair out of her eyes and said, “Face it, Ross, you’re a hunky heroine! Get used to it!” “I am no such thing. And I hate the word heroine. It sounds like I do drugs or something,” Rosanna retorted. Casey rose, tweaked Rosanna on the nose and tossed her garbage into a. While I was still a beginner in taking cock I was an expert at flirting and sucking cock. I always get what I want and I knew I wanted him no matter what it took. I quickly but quietly ran upstairs to change my clothes and freshen up. I changed into a pair of short shorts and a purple tank top with the word diva across my chest. I grabbed an ice pop out of the freezer and snatched my notebook off the table making sure to slam the door on my way out. He jumped up and greeted me with a smile. Still not done. A girl after my own heart, Tasha thought, repressing a smile. Glancing at her watch, she saw that they only had another five minutes or so. Upstairs, she could hear the sound of the party going on and could almost feel the anticipation of the women who still wanted a full ride. She could barely stand the pressure between her legs. She was aching to touch her clit. Instead, she crossed one knee over the other, took a shaky breath, and zoomed in on the girl's pussy again.The.