Jake! Oh ... I hate ... I ... hate yooooooooouuuu ... oh!Me between humps: Why?Jojie is trying to tell me but she is having too good a fuck for any of...that and she gives up the cause as she gets wetter and wetter sliding up and down on my dick. I reach up, slide my hand up her shirt, push her non-wire bra up over her A cup tits and start playing with her nipples. She is humping me harder and, as I squeeze hard on her left nipple, she comes hard and long.I roll her on her side, take her face in. Joyce and Caitlin had showered together in the suite, reveling in the large, beautiful facilities. Dried off and wearing their oversize tee shirts that they favored for sleepwear, they had gone to bed without turning the lights off. Both were excited, mystified, and more than a little overwhelmed with the happenings of the day. They turned toward each other and lightly kissed for a time. Pulling back, Joyce looked at her lover. "I'm excited, but somehow..."Caitlin smiled back at her. "Yeah, me. J. French Pennington off my dick. She grabbed the other woman's hair and yanked her away, then made love to my dick like it she was a thirsty woman in the desert who'd just found a cherry flavored popsicle. Her lips were thin, but she had a tongue like velvet, and she used it to drive me to a steadily building excitement that soon had me moaning like a dog in heat.As Eddie and Mrs. Freemantle came to a noisy climax on the piano, he pulled out of her with a squirt and was immediately pulled onto. The horse did the rest. Very smooth, the gallop over the plains to the encampment. The horse made sure he didn't fall or jounce.By the time he was half way home he ceased to concern himself with the ride. Now he worried about the hunters in camp. No one, since he had come to the camp, had even seen a horse closeup. Always from a distance ... always moving away. If it weren't for the dust, they would be ghosts."Hallo the camp ... I have friends ... I repeat ... friends. I would take it ill in.