Sarah straddled me, facing me, and then lowered herself so she was on her knees over my cock. She lifted up and slowly slid my cock back into her arse... stopping when it was half way in. She slowly lowered herself down my full length. After another minute or so to get used to the sensation she began to ride my cock, slowly sliding herself up and down my shaft. Her fingers went between her legs and began to twirl around her clit. I reached forward and grabbed her boobs, squeezing her nipples. Thank goodness, Sid was not home so that we did not have to worry about the minimal babysitting that he required.This time, I was wearing my same swim suit under a tee-shirt and shorts. I didn't want to risk damaging that expensive wrap, a gift from my mother's mother on my last birthday. I pulled off my tee-shirt and shorts and left my flip-flops on the ground beside a lounge. I said hello to Tommy and jumped into the water in cannonball fashion to splash him as much as possible. He returned. The kettle was boiling, so I made our tea and was just about to call them, when these two blond beauties walked into my life. What a difference a thorough wash made, she was just as beautiful as Jane and a pair of breasts, which were a bit bigger."Take Hild into the van and I will bring the food in." I saw that she had opened a couple of tins of Irish stew, which I knew was her favourite (and the one I disliked the most). I took the pan and the teapot and carried them into the van.Right away I. He made a point of staying out of the saloon or the joy-girl palace unless it was work-related and that seemed to mollify Nettie about his attitude of monogamous living just like the religious minded settlers who were regular church-goers each and every Sunday.The preacher man was not destined to return to their fold because he was on one of those ferry flatboats that was caught up in the swollen river rushing muddy waters with their anchoring rope all ripped up in the raging torrent.The thing.