And you did it too soon, so you'll be punished. ... But now I want you to slip fingers down into your panties, so you can feel your nasty cum."I did a... she said, and ran my fingers through the clinging, viscous fluid."How's that feel, bitch?" Gooey, warm, oozy." Now pull your fingers out ? and stick them in your mouth."I sighed, in disbelief or defiance or what I don't know, but then I did as instructed, slowly sliding my hands from inside my panties and lifting my fingers to my mouth."That's. He made his tongue hard and rubbed it back and forth hard and fast across my clit. I was tugging on fistfulls of his hair and gripping his head tightly between my thighs, when I began moaning and crying out, “Pleaseeeee.. Oh please…. Mmmm Ohhhhh” Travis clamped his mouth down on my clit and started sucking it in hard rhythmic pulls as his fingers squeezed and flexed my g spot in coordinated time. I was getting loud now and bucking like a bronco. With his other hand, he began working the butt. Why don’t we stay, and see what happens.” When I said that Jane reached down, started taking off her jeans. When she dropped them, she turned around and bent over the tail gate. I took that as an invitation, so I moved behind her and started working my cock, between her swollen lips. She let out a moan as I entered her, urging me to continue. I started sliding my thick cock in and out, slowly to put on a good show for our audience. Jane wanted something else; she wanted me to really fuck her.. The journey seemed an endless nightmare. He drifted in semi-consciousness through throbbing waves of pain. The wound was not too deep, he knew that. But God it was sore! Pain, more than loss of blood, was what afflicted him. At last he spied the gleam of light from houses ahead. He sighed relief, lying low in his saddle now. Soon he was back in the courtyard and handed his mare to the ostler boy, trying to hide his wound. He gave him a small coin, asking good attention for his steed and hoping.