I was farting cum the whole way. He was horny as hell and didn’t say a word. Tonight he wanted full penetration, and me saying no was not an option....He threw me on my back and pushed my knees up to my chest. My asshole was already lubed from Hank’s cum but he took out some lube from his drawer and rubbed down is dick. It was hard and fat, 11 inches and at the most I only took 8, but not tonight. He said he wanted to look in my eyes as he fucked me. Usually he was slow and gentle but I felt his. What I thought was Independence turned out to be Independence and Kansas City. The Kansas part of Kansas City was across the river from the Missouri part of Kansas City--strange. You’d think they’d call it Missouri City, although I guess there was already a city by that name. Several people who saw us told us that there were places across the river where wagons gathered before beginning the trip to California or Oregon.They warned us to be careful, as those people had been there since last May,. By now, I knew that I was so damned fast with my gun that there wasn't nobody who could keep up with me except, possibly, Sam.As soon as I saw the drawn gun, I reacted. I pulled my gun an' fired a shot, not at the bandit's chest, but at his gun. My idea was ta git in the first bullet an' knock that pistol off line afore it could be fired. I willed my bullet ta hit the cylinder, hopin' that that my bullet would jam the gun so that it couldn't shoot. My second bullet was put into the road agent's. She sat up and took the vibrator from me, but I shook my head."No, I have something else I want you to use on me," I said. I put the vibrator aside and reached in the bedside table, pulling out the strap on and some lube (I didn't know if I would need the lube...Sandra's wild thrashing orgasm had turned me on again already).Sandra got wide-eyed when she saw it."Wow...you must have been planning this," she said. "Or at least you were planning on being with another woman." No, I was really.