" God, I forgot where you were and what you were doing. Did you accomplish what you set out to do?" We did. It was Doug Dugan and his bunch. Doug went...down under his horse when it was killed. We shot the six other men with him. None of us got a scratch and we have turned the Mennonites around and are backtracking. They'll be here the day after tomorrow."I was surprised to find that Dugan and his bunch had taken over the wagons and forced the Mennonites to drive for them. That made it much. My other arm reaches around, and grabs the front of your bra pulling it below your breasts, hard enough one of the straps comes off your shoulder. My hand paws at your breasts, pinching your nipples between my knuckles as I almost flatten your breasts against your chests. I groan into your neck as my hard dick pushes against your lower back. I grind my dick into you as I maul your breasts. I finally take my mouth off your neck, and still holding your hair I pull you into the dining room,. .." He said moving his hands to her waist. As time wore on she was able to ride him faster and faster."Carlos...Oh, fuck...yeeeaahhh, oh yeeeeessss...." She purred, ignoring the small trickle of blood running down her thigh. "Oh God, Carlos...yeaaaaahhhh, mmm, yeaaahhhh....ohhh...."When he was sure she could handle it he began to thrust with her, quickly, until they'd established a steady motion."Oh, Hannah...yeah, baby...." He said out loud, "Fuck, baby...yeah, ride my cock..." Ohhhh, yeah,. "I'm strictly a female female," he was singing as his dress rode up his thighs each time he shifted his Porsche through the gears. "I enjoy being a girl!"Terry was relieved that he had been right about Ginger, and the finished product was beyond his wildest expectations. By comparison, he felt like a plain Jane, even after the House of Fabulous bent him into shape and poured him into a tight dress. Of immediate concern was how to get Ginger back down to earth for the business at hand.The.