Actually, we'll be south of Fort Kearney, with the Platte River between us and the fort.Sam actually paid the men who are going to leave before we sta...ted this morning. We thanked them for their help and told them if they were ever in Oregon to look us up. All of them left, when we stopped for our nooning, on good terms.Mark says we are only a week or a little more to where we'll cross the South Platte, and move north to follow the North Platte. He told us of a very nice place to lay over for a. As he finishes the knot on my left ankle, he begins to kiss first my ankle then slowly up my calf, and on to my inner thigh. But he stops there to torture me. Instead of a tongue I feel the pressure of his fingers directly on my clitoris. Softly he is rubbing in a circular motion, then down he goes to part through my wet folds. up and down and around. Finally he plunges two fingers deep within me, and I scream with delight. As those two fingers probe so deeply, his tongue finds my clit. Deeper. The air was thick with conflicting emotions."I kind of feel bad about this," I stumbled, "but I really... want to..." and she threw me a lifeline."God, Vic, so do I."I looked deep into her eyes and she gave a barely perceptible nod. We collapsed into each other's arms and kissed with years of pent-up emotion. I felt her breasts and put my hand on her leg but she shook her head."Not like this," she said. "We're already a couple. Give me two minutes."She walked into the bedroom and I waited as. Her name was Sara, and she was just a sex bomb. She had big tits, and the tight shirts she wore always made her nipples pop out. Her legs were shapely and well tanned; her ass was firm and looked perfect. Her face was beautiful, and she made him hard just thinking about her. In fact Steve realized that his cock had swelled to full erection as he thought about the sexy Sara and he squirted a little lotion in his hand and started to jack off thinking about Sara’s big tits and how nice they must.