I couldn't really see the lubrication, but I could tell by the reflection of the studio lights off the moisture on her pussy lips. I pulled Ernie's ha...d off me, slid off the couch and twisted around to take his cock into my mouth. His body stiffened but didn't resist; he wanted to be blown as much as I wanted to blow him, to suck every drop of his cum out of him. I knew what my own cum tasted like, and I wanted something to compare.I sucked madly, without the finesse of mother and daughter. My. I was in a hospital when the Commander of the 4th Illinois, Col Dickey came by and said “Donica you won’t be riding until that leg heals, go home and take it easy until you can ride again, you earned it”. My leg healed up enough so I could travel. I’ll never forget that sunny day in May 1862, when I rode into the hamlet of Purdy, Missouri. The town was almost abandoned with all the men gone off to war. I rode up to a small farmhouse and a young woman was working on her small farm, in her. By the time her period had passed she was as horny as an old billy goat and Gary never had a chance. She met him at the front door clad in only high heels, had gone to her knees in front of him and had started sucking his cock."Christ baby, let's at least take it to the bedroom. What if David were to walk in?"She took her mouth off his cock long enough to say, "David has a date with Shelly tonight. He said he wouldn't be home until midnight," and she went back to sucking his cock."Something. "Since we can all ride, I think it would be a good idea to get a guided tour of the place on horseback since it covers such a large area. That may give us our bearings, especially if there is a trail which can take us past some of the activities which we can explore later."We all agreed that this sounded like a place to start.After dinner that evening, we had coffee in the lounge and I wondered what the men would decide to do with us. Since it was our honeymoon would they let Charlie and me be.