We didn't discuss afterwards, but she may have come on my fingers. We didn't kiss but at some point she realised that she was a participant and in a s...range uncomfortable and languorous way reached for my cock. She grabbed it like she was picking up and hammer and started to roughly jerk it. It was like watching a man who hasn't walked for ten years learning to make his legs work again. The tension was mounting and we both needed a release. I spun her round, firmly and slowly. My cock was. "This fucking food is overcocked you useless slut!" I told her and grabbed her hair pressing her face down into the steaming hot and saucy food, really rubbing it into her face."Lift up you skirt" I ordered and she was more then happy to do it, a lacey little thong in bright pink was going down between her white plump little cheeks I smacked her hard over and over again quickly turning the cheeks pinkish red instead."Get down on your fucking knees" I had hardly told her before the girl was on. ’ ‘That where you live? In town?’ I nodded. ‘We had a place out that way.’ I waved a hand upstream. ‘But we lost it. No rain for two years. The well went to dust. Ma said there was no point in staying there just to dry up and blow away.’ I ran an eye across the fat bedroll behind his cantle and down over his scarred-up leather leggings and boots. His saddle gun nestled in a fringed leather sheath with a kind of sunburst pattern on it, done neatly in yellow and orange beads. The carbine’s stock. She was sure Sam could hear her body responding to his intruding fingers. She felt his pecks rubbing on her shoulder blades as she tried to follow his directions. “Think being a smartass is going to help the situation do we?” Sam asked rhetorically. “Guess we will have to cure that, won’t we” he chided from behind her. Allie knew her brother was a gentle giant with her. Rarely did she find his temper; rather she found him always protecting her. She tried to catch her breath as his words broke.