"Nearly finished." Are you going to paint it?" No!" exclaimed Polly in horror. "You wouldn't be able to see the grain."Becca looked suitably chastened..."Where do you get your wood from?" asked Steven."Mr Dowgill lets us have some of his offcuts."They managed to extract themselves eventually with a promise from Becca to come in on Boxing Day. Becca then had a busy evening cooking dinner and wrapping Christmas presents for the Damsels. Steven helped her with both which meant that Becca had to take. "Go on hun. You can tell us" Raylene said softly."Ummm. So... last time was a lot of fun, and....I really want to do it again sometime" Ashley said as the other two began to perk up at the news that she was interesting doing it again.Ashley continued "last time I didn't blow you, and I knew that the next time you would probably want me to. I was really scared about being bad at it."Raylene responded "there's no reason to be scared, we all have a first time. I'll show you everything you need to. Most of the men were surprised because no travois would be needed, and in fact we ended up loading them into the trailer too. When everything was loaded and the doors were shut we headed back to the ford while the camp members mounted up and rode down to the closer crossing.We made it back without needing to be pulled out this time, but our route was farther and the people and horses beat us home by two hours. Since all their things were in the trailer I backed it toward the cave's entrance and. Gently, John manoeuvred Paula and I into a '69' position. When his cock loomed over my face, as he stepped up behind Paula, I arched my back and strained to lick the tip of his cock. He shivered as my tongue flicked against his cock. I freed up one hand and circled the base of his cock with my thumb and forefinger, squeezing tightly to form a bead of precum on his cock head. I flicked my tongue again, catching the droplet, and grinned wickedly up at him. "Keep my cock nice and hard, babe, but.