I step on the clutch, spinning my tires in the low gear. Its an ominous sign, considering what Im speeding off to do. The interstate is bare and lays ...ike a wanton whore before my lecherous tires. My speed needle rises, burying itself shortly in the hollow of illegal pleasure. I want to get this over with quickly, though dying isnt on my agenda for tonight. Its been 2 years since you and I first, well, crossed the line. It became more than a friendship, and despite a heartfelt confession to my. She started letting out little moans and giggles and squeaks of delight. She was saying “Oh God Zane that’s I love that” and “Keep doing that, oh my god that’s amazing”. I loved sucking on her tits. She had me in a tight bear hug, with her hand on the back of my head, again, directing my attentions from here to there. Her nipples were so hard in my mouth. I couldn’t move my mouth from her nipples if I wanted to.I eventually took a break and let my hands and fingers work for a while. I said to. Swirling around and around, time after time, the side of her tongue scr****g along me.Her hands reached out and spread my pussy lips even wider as she pressed her face hard into my groin and sighed, sending a shiver through me with the vibrations echoing over my pussy.Three fingers were unceremoniously pushed into my cunt at the same time as Denise sucked my aching and needy clit between her lips and she sucked on it as though it was a nipple on my boobs.My legs wrapped themselves around her. All of the men had gotten through the first charge with no serious wounds, but there were some nicks and scrapes. Everybody reloaded, and they prepared to charge again.The Comanches were at a serious disadvantage in a fight like that first charge. It was very hard to stay on your horse and fire an arrow at a man on your right, particularly if you were concerned with not harming his horse. The Comanches had recognized that Shiply's Troop was the more dangerous enemy at the moment, so they gave.