Red let his dick slip out of her again. She teased it with her tongue, running it around the head of his huge prick. "I can't," he started, before Red...impaled herself on his cock, once more. Another moan left him as he threw his head back onto a pillow, panting even faster now. "So, what will it be.Do you want my wet pussy to make your cock bust? I'll even let you shoot it in my mouth." This was more than Brandon could take,"Alright, I'll sign the damn paper." "Good," Red answered." I thought. I don't remember her at all. But I do remember that Dad was terribly hurt by her death. Maybe that's why I tried to draw you out tonight. You were lost in your memories and pain, just like Dad was, then. I remember that I was scared all the time because my poppa was gone, even when he was right there."Then, when I was about five, something happened and, all of a sudden my poppa was back. The next thing I knew, we moved back here to Elkton. Dad bought a small, two bedroom house from his parents. His breathing was labored and slow, but his heart sounded strong and even. If this would have been modern times I wouldn't have moved him, but here and now I had no choice. Lifting him up to Elizabeth, I told her to ride to the wagon train and put him in our wagon.I looked around and saw that there was evidence of a struggle in the area and found some clothing that didn't belong to the boy. It appeared to be the dress of a young Indian girl. I looked for her but couldn't find any trace of her. You ok for next Friday, about 8ish, I'll take you'What on earth was I doing.'Yes, Fridays good, whats the dress code''Something suitable for a party, that short leather skirt and top looked good last time I saw them' he grinned.This was so not me, but it was so what I wanted, my sexual urges were totally out opf control, menopause why did'nt you happen years ago?Friday arrived, I spent all day preparing, bath and shaving legs and damn it why not, my pussy too. Shall I shape it or shave it all.