In what John estimated to be late March he decided to press onward to their ultimate destination. He wanted to arrive, if possible, in time to plant s...me crops and build a more permanent settlement.Finally they were through the arid desert and coming into the foothills of the last mountain range in eastern California, still without seeing sign of the civilization John now admitted didn’t exist in this place. John now had another worry. He was remembering things he learned earlier in his life.. Me saam ko ghar pahucha to sunkar mujhe to bahut hi khusi hue uske baad me ghar se khana khakar uske ghar par raat ko 9.30 baje chala gaya. Meri raat me undearwear or brief me sone ki aadat hai. Or me uske ghar par t-shirt or barmuda pahan kar gaya tha or kuch hi din pahale ki baat hai to sardi bhi padne lagi hai. Waha jane par usne mujhe jis kamre me sona tha wo dikha diya me usme late gaya or wo dusare kamre me chali gaee thodi baate bhi hue. Uske ghar par cable connection nahi tha jiski. At least she wouldn’t get pregnant. I held her ass tight to me until mt rapidly deflating cock slipped from her stretched out asshole. It was at that very moment that we heard, “What in the fuck is going on in here?”We both turned to see a very surprised man of about seventy standing in the entryway to the livingroom. Missy instantly recognized him as the seller of the house and began stammering that it wasn’t what it looked like. “Mr. Harris, I can explain”, she whined as she knelt on the fine. It wasn't easy to get up with a dildo and pencils shoved in my cunt but I did manage it eventually. When I stood up I had my legs separated slightly and three of the pencils fell right out on the ground. He picked them up making the comment, "We will deal with that later." and motioned me to follow him into his house. We walked in and he put the bags of groceries/sex toys on the coffee table and pulled out another box of pencils. He grabbed me and bent me over the.