A minute later she was replaced. I could hear people buzzing in the background, then some applause and laughter. Her replacement kissed me – a reall... good kisser at that – and a hand was spreading my ass checks. A moist finger went into my rectum. I jumped a little, but shortly relaxed and pushed back. It actually didn’t feel bad. I kept getting kissed and fondled. At some point during the festivities my briefs came off, and things started heating up. A girl whispered in my ear that she wasn’t. What came next was the long defile down toward the river valley. We followed the ruts from the prior trip. When we got to the long hills that we had to rope our way down, it started to rain and the trail turned to mud. The process took a lot longer than we had anticipated. It took four full days of work in the cold fall rains to get the wagons down safely. The weather was taking on a distinct coldness in the evenings, and the days are a lot shorter now than on the last trip down. Everything was. The doctor stood in the doorway looking from Jess to me, "You aren't supposed to breed yet."I only stared back waiting and he finally backed out of the door. It was almost three hours later when the smell returned and I had sort of figured it out. Some how that fucking doctor was making the girls go into heat just like a dog and I was responding. When Jess came to me, I turned her around on hands and knees and shoved into her wet slimy cunt.Her long tail wrapped around my waist again and I took. "Sure, mom," Bobbi replied, "it shouldn't take me more than ten minutes or so!" "It had been so long since the two of them had done anything together," thought Tara, so two days in the mountains would be good for both of them!!! Bobbi did more than an adequate job of scrounging dry wood, and in a few minutes, Tara had a roaring fire going with a pot of beef stew hanging from a tripod in the middle of the flames. The cool air was filled with the aroma of boiling stew, so coupled with not having.