Boone sighs and says, “I’m sure we can. The first thing is to make two more wagons for the extra living space and freight space. Let’s go back f...r lunch.” The others agree, so they mount up and go back to the camp.After lunch Boone returns to town to look for a place to make the new wagons. After asking a few people about available places and looking at two he rents a large barn owned by a shipping company. They previously used wagons to move things, but now most shipments are by rail so the. My moans vibrate through your cock as you push deep into my throat. You start to loose yourself in the moment, as you feel the tight contractions of my throat surrounding your shaft. You hear me gag a little, which makes you feel in complete control of my body. You push into my throat once more and stay there for a while without pulling out. You watch me wriggle and fight helplessly against my leather restraints. You feel your cock twitch and your balls tighten. I start to panic a little. "Ralph, your own father retired a few years ago. You didn't give him holy hell for it, did you?" I asked. "What the fuck is the problem with me wanting to spend my old age someplace besides that shit hole you have me stuck in?"I could see the surprise in Simpson's eyes as I spoke. I had always been the model employee. He had expected me to cower and stutter in his presence. Instead, I had out cursed and out-bitched him. This was something new and he was watching me closely."My father was 75. I could feel Eliza sucking on my cock, her hair on my legs and her breasts hitting me each time she went up and down. Then, of course, was the view I have fantasized about so many times before. As I looked up, I could see her sexy ass on which I placed both my hands. My tongue slid back-and-forth, alternating between lightly licking her pussy and pressing against it with as much pressure as I could put on it from underneath. I absolutely love this view. As Eliza started to moan more and more,.