One of the Negro boys was driving it for us. He was very proud of himself, since he was being paid 10 cents per day to do the driving.We were a wagon ...rain heading west in all but name. We were all neophytes at this immigration business, but we figured to learn on the job. We decided that we didn't need a wagon train scout, since we planned to stick to established roads. Of necessity when dealing with the local Whites and because I was paying for the move, I became the wagonmaster. I'd had some. Many of them had only recently come of age, the sooner we got to them, the better the training seemed to take. The aliens looked out of place in their new UNN uniforms, their curious eyes darting about the range, their round ears swiveling to track every unusual sound.They had just finished building their first XMRs under my instruction, most of them favoring the semi-auto, bayoneted design that Raz had come up with all those months ago. Since the platform had become more widely adopted on. “He told me so.”Eight year old Jenny’s mouth fell open. Paula felt so cool, so naughty, so ... sexy. Yes, sexy. She didn’t know an eight-year-old could be sexy, but now she knew better.Jenny found her voice. “Wow, Paula. You are BRAVE!”Paula beamed. Brave? Yeah, brave! But Jenny had another question for her brave friend.“Did you really let Sam look at your panties?”“Sure did,” Paula nodded, feeling way too satisfied with herself. “But he thinks it’s an accident. All the boys I let look think. I grabbed her little ass and I started to rock her back and forth on my little wet cock through my panties. I started to kiss her neck and she arched her head back to be greeted with Gary's cock. She happily started to suck it when James came around the other side and I was greeted with another new cock, it was probably slightly bigger than Gary's and I didn't hesitate to start sucking it. We both sat there sucking cock for a while, gorging on them like we've never had cock before until they.