There was a waterhole, so it was a logical place for them to stop. I looked around for where they had gone when they left the camp, and I noticed that...the horses all seemed to be carrying about the same weight. Surely, that meant that the bandits had divided up the money when they made camp that night.That division of the money meant trouble for me: now the men were less likely to stick together, and I could be chasing four different galoots all over creation. At almost dark, I sighted a cabin. Vinca picked up the baby, and the young man picked up the tricycle and moved it out of the way so Alan could park in the driveway. He deftly manoeuvred the large vehicle into its temporary resting place. Then they all got out, and Dave was glad he would be able to move around again. It wasn't as bad as the drive from Winnipeg to Edmonton, but they had been on the road for a solid nine hours, excluding the one hour stop at Bryan and Michelle's house, and the many shorter stops along the way."Hi. Mother Bernadette was still an attractive woman of forty two years ,quiet slim and had a shapely figure. She had spent her early years in an orphanage and had been brought up in the strictest manner and had been both arse and cunt fucked by many men of authority as a innocent teenager.These days she got her pleasure by the caning of young girls and occasionally by an arse fucking from brother Benedict .Other than that Bernadette found her only relief in masturbation which she practiced at. Fucked and wasted drinking all day in the sun, hyped up on x drenched in beer a corner away from the brass band churning out march anthem after march anthem, whilst getting sucked off from a 50 year old squatting behind a kiosk. Her maxi dress was pulled up to her hips squatting as if she was pissing. Looks however may be deceiving as she was actually chin deep with my entire dick shaft. Arm outstretched holding on to the mobile food shack not to loose balance and blasting away at her juicy.