So there I was, just like Meatloaf wrote "all revved up with nowhere to go." I tried going back to sleep. On one side. On the other side. On my back. ...n my stomach. Nothing worked. Got up, went to the computer, played around and watched some porn, which didn't help either and only exacerbated the situation. Finally, went back to bed.The time: 2:30am. Still couldn't sleep. It didn't help that she was snoring lightly. What the hell!? If I can't sleep, neither will she. I started caressing her. We knew we'd be reaching Ash Hollow tomorrow, and that we'd have a day of rest.June 7, 1848The cattle didn't have nearly as hard of a time with Windlass Hill as we had with the wagons. We only had four of them though, so it didn't take too long. We reached Ash Hollow by the middle of the afternoon.The grass at Ash Hollow was almost knee high over much of the area. The rest looked like it had been cropped some, but would still have been high enough to have fed our herd. From the looks of it, the. "Mmmm, that's a good, stick that ass out for me baby..." I grinned as I ran my hand up the back of her skirt feeling her ass cheeks. Sliding my hands up I pulled the skirt over her hips and wrapped it around her waist allowing me a full view of all she had to offer. "Oh you're ready and waiting"? Showing up without any panties on." Seeing her baring her cunt and her ass to me my cock twitched painfully in my pants. Diana then heard me unzip my pants and the soft rustle of me removing the. But she wasn't complaining.She smiled as the hot sun burned down on her. Her body--her tits and ass and cunt--felt very good.There was a pleasant tingle in her tits and cunt, and she writhed gently under the hot sun. She must have dozed.The soft sound brought her eyes open, and she looked up to see Sally standing there. The girl still wore that same swimsuit and it was pulled up into the crack of her pretty ass."Why, Sally." Marilyn murmured, taking her tea and finding the ice had melted. "I.