44-40s with the ivory butts pointed forward on two criss-crossed cartridge belts. Hanging from his pommel by a shoulder strap was a leather case. Insi...e was a Sharps .52 caliber buffalo rifle. The throat of his shirt was open underneath a yellow bandana, and the sleeves were rolled up deeply tanned arms to the elbows. He looked to be a man in his mid-twenties with black, curly hair and piercing blue eyes. He squinted against the hot glare of the noonday sun and, after a moment, placed the. My long legs closed tight, as he pushed and I squeezed with all my might and held him in-situ, then there was a gasping from him, and a sudden warmth, I could see white liquid squeezing from my cunt out of the front as I squeezed, too much lubrication, and he slipped all the way inside, every nerve ending in my crotch was alive, as I swelled up, then he was gone before I realized it.I lay there heaving, curled up in a fetal position, still feeling him moving inside me, my orgasm, if that was. "She pulls the flap shut, sits beside his sleeping bag, unzips it, and inserts her feet."Whatcha doing?" I'm not scared of an old bear, but it's smart to stick together." Well this bag's mine!" I'm pretty skinny," already within and drawing up the zipper. "Just keep it quiet!" She pauses. "Well, okay," after weighing the bear's certainty. "A little bit scared." I didn't hear anything," he reasons."So shut up and listen!" I don't..." Ssshhh. Really! Listen to my heart!"She presses his ear to her. "He shrugged and followed her into the kitchen. Leah was finishing up dinner. After exchanging hellos Mike volunteered to help get dinner on the table.Susie lit candles and turned down the lights. Fresh flowers were in the center of the table. The candlelight cast a soft romantic glow over the room. He was surprised at the intimacy of the dinner. Susie and Leah shared looks and Susie's eyes invited him into the soft intimacy of the conversation. Their voices were low, almost throaty. Unsure,.