I tried to steer Mabel and it somewhat worked, I guess. Hey, I wasn't the Lone Ranger; I didn't know what the horse was thinking. Marks' car was still...in sight and I wasn't getting too close. It would be hard to be on the sly riding a horse. I didn't want Marks or his mob fingering me.We finally got out of the city and Mabel tried to stop and eat some grass. That was all I needed, riding a bent horse and losing Marks because the horse was hungry. I could tell that Mabel was getting tired.. Pushing my legs up she bent down to give me the biggest surprise yet: her tongue was on my hole and it felt wonderful.I wanted that feeling to go on forever and she did spend a lot of time doing it. The good sensations continued but something else started happening and continued to grow. It was a weird longing feeling and every time she poked at the center of my asshole with her tongue that longing increased. Her ministrations had me hungry for penetration.Tim had been watching all this, of. As he was an old man with some of his teeth also missing, it sometimes felt awkwardly weird when he bit me a bit I did not care; not any longer.“Hey guys, why does she not bleed?”Imad said all of a sudden. Then Ahmad also said,“Oh Hell yeah! These women are supposed to be virgins before marriage. But she did not bleed when I entered her. And it went in pretty easy. I guess she has slept with tons of their own men before got to us”Everyone was laughing. Right then, my mood was to enjoy whatever. Ellen is staying over at someone’s cabin tonight, so her room is free,” I told her. “Or, if you want, you can sleep on the couch.”I headed in to shower the lake off of me and then check my email. I found a book on the bookshelf that looked interesting from the notes on the jacket’s back. I kicked back in a recliner and read until I decided I might as well get some sleep.Carol finally asked, “Can I sleep with you?”I took her hand and led her to the bedroom. I pulled back the covers and got on.