They left their Pullman and cattle car on a sidetrack in Las Vegas at midday and stopped at the local mercantile to restock coffee, canned goods, flou..., lard, salt pork and jerky. Their ride took them thirty miles or so northwest toward the town of Mora where they were to pick up their orders at the post office.Each of them had packed two of their favorite two-piece fly rods and each of them had their recurve bows with plenty of hunting arrows. They had originally planned to take a few days off. All of a sudden he pulls out his big, but still slightly soft cock."What the fuck man?" I said to Jake."Just keep watching," he said with a smirk.He starts rubbing his cock on my face in the video. 'Open your mouth,' I hear him say in the video. I watch myself open my mouth and he rubs his cock around my lips before he sticks the head in. 'You will suck my cock.' I see myself start sucking his cock. 'You will enjoy it. From now on, even when you are not in a trance, you will be turned on by. When she recovered, she pulled him upright. He was smiling a bright, mischievous smile, which she kissed deeply, grabbing his cock in her hands. She grabbed the soap and began to lather him up, running the soap in between his legs. She lathered his balls and cock, then started stroking his cock with the soap in her hand to keep it slick. He stepped under the water to rinse, but she kept stroking his cock harder and faster. He grabbed the soap from her hand, turned her around and pressed her. Miss Jackson focused again and landed the second stroke on Emma’s bottom and watched the second red welt develop just below the first. Moments later she landed the third and then the fourth, knowing it was more difficult for Emma to deal with the strokes when given in quick succession, and also that it was going to sting far more and give her a better orgasm. In fact, Miss Jackson could see that Emma’s hair mound was already glistening with her leaking sex juice and so was more sure than ever.