It slid in so smoothly I almost shot my load right then. Marcela put her head near mine and watched my cock slip into Belinda. She was moaning along...with Belinda as her oil covered tits bounced up and down. Marcela’s tits hung right next to my head. I wanted to take them into my mouth so badly. I wasn’t sure if that was allowed though. Then I reasoned that if Belinda wanted her to suck my cock, it was probably okay for me to suck her tits. Either way, I couldn’t stop myself from bending. We left after a pre-dawn breakfast, eighty-three wagons returning from whence they came. I rode out ahead of the wagon train scouting for trouble. Flower and Little Deer insisted on riding with me. Several times during the day, I had to stop to interview groups of men headed for Fort Crius. Fortunately, they seemed to be traveling in groups of from ten to twenty-five.Even though my father interviewed them once, I had a bad feeling about a few. I gave those men forty dollars for their time and. So wet. So hot. So aroused. I wanted her. Gently, by her shoulders, I turned her around so that she faced the tree, not me. I took her hands in mine and lifted them over her head. I placed each on the tree. Her fingers clutched at the coarse bark. He back and bottom glowed in the pale moonlight. I patted her bottom lovingly, then took a hip in each hand. I guided her back form the tree one step, then two so that she was bent at a slight angle. A hand between her inner thighs guided her to. “Course you can!” Kate replied, seemingly anticipating her young sister’s request and she quickly pulled away from Sally, who turned onto her side. Sally tentatively reached out in the gloom and for the first time felt the soft warmth of her sister’s breasts. They felt very different from her own – larger of course but firm and full. She could only just make out their shape in the darkness but she carried on stroking them and they felt rather wonderful. She hoped her own would be as nice.