That was the kind John wanted. He asked about it, and found that they had traveled through the region producing it on their way down, but it wasn't th... season for harvesting, and the harvesters were migrant workers, working deep in the jungle, of whom the local villagers knew little.The harvesting season was on now, and for the favor of guarding the mule train, the travelers would be shown the way. They stocked up on supplies, and hoped their hardy horses would be able to follow the mule. She had a helpless, pleading look on her face. But I just sat there, with a hard on, watching her naked body get ****d. Eventually, she stopped resisting and just took it.Luis had withdrawn his cock from her pussy, and was mashing it into her ass crack. With some work, he was able to slide into her asshole and butt fuck her as she groaned louder, openly sobbing. He reached around her and toyed with her pussy and her clit. In a matter of seconds, it seemed, mom was almost willing. It wasn't long. .mmmmh..." was all thatemerged from Harvey?s mouth before he slid his soaking wet body onto hisbed and rolled into a position where he quickly fell asleep.A look of fear was now on Glenda?s face. Was her husband beginning tolose his mind to senility so soon? And how could something as benign asa bath set such a condition off?No. She thought to herself. It has to be something else.Glenda first went to get a closer look at her sleeping husband. Hedidn?t look any different than he always had at. My penis throbbed and I could even feel her energy in my toes.I watched. I so wanted to touch her face and she turned her head aside toward me as if she was responding to that thought. I reached up and then stopped for moments, then withdrawing, afraid. I looked at her with wonder because I so loved those eyes that seemed to both pierce me and love me all over at once.She held my penis in one hand and ran her other thumb up and down the bottom edge of it which was most enthralling. It got even.