“Hey…hey…hey,” she protested, trying to slow him down, “Take it easy baby, l’m you mother not some cheap whore.”“I want you Mum,” he...said, forcing her back against the wall of the house, sucking hard on her tits, then working at the front of his trousers to release his cock.“Slow down baby,” she said, unsuccessfully trying to push him away, “we can still be seen from the road.”“I don’t care,” he replied, pressing her hard against the wall, guiding his cock between her legs.Despite her protests,. But you kin bet yer hat that we'll get some visits from rustlers long afore we gits ta Indian Territory."The other thing ya gotta do is ta make sure that we don't ruffle no feathers as we cross a farmer's land. Ya gotta steer us clear of planted crops soz we don't trample them inta the ground. We also want ta stay away from a local herd soz we don't have ta waste time gittin' them separated, again. Kin ya do all that?" I'm sure that I kin, Jase. I'm lookin' forward ta the opportunity. When do. Eventually I heard Paula and Kerry arrive back and waved them over and the conversation started into families and events until we left to have dinner."I like them," said Paula."Me too," I replied."Pair of them giving you the eye though," said Paula, Kerry nodded too."Bet they can't wait to get you drunk and have their wicked way with you," she grinned.I laughed and said, "I really don't fancy duelling a couple of outraged Scotsmen thanks, as I'm sure they'd notice me sneaking in their tent.We. I pull on your tie to loosen it and pull it over your head along with your shirt. The red silk falls to the floor by my feet. I almost miss its presence wrapped tightly around my wrists. I trail kisses down to your chest flicking my wet tongue on your sensitive nipples and then in a V shape from nipple to navel and back. I feel your cock twitch and look up at you patiently waiting. Your hands fondle clumsily for your belt and I laugh. I remove it for you as I don't want to waste any more time..