Dammit. The early pioneers had chickens, didn't they? How in the hell did they keep them? Bet they didn't have wire fences easily available back then....Think Morales. Think.He stood staring at the chickens as they sat in the branches of the apple tree staring back at him. "Shit," he muttered, "They damn sure don't look concerned that they're in danger of me catching them. Hmmm. I guess they wouldn't have survived out here if they were easily caught. But dammit, where there are chickens, there. Curiosity had eaten at her, though, during those years. Eventually she’d been able to push it to the dark reaches of her memory.Now, suddenly, the possibility of answers, even if only partial, was bright on the horizon.She opened her door and the strange woman followed her in, staying right by the door and turning her back to the room.“I’m starved,” said Melody, dutifully. “How about Chinese?”“Fine by me,” said the stranger, her voice oddly muffled.Nothing more was said, and ten minutes later. It didn’t take long until her orgasm built up inside her. “Jacob,” she whined, “Jacob, I’m gonna cum.”“I can tell,” he said. “Fuck, you’re tight.”He slammed into her again and lingered there with his tip kissing the soft surface of her cervix. She nearly screamed from the sensation. “Yeah, cum for me,” he demanded. “Be a good girl and cum for me.”Now that really drove her crazy. One more thrust and he pushed her over the edge, sending electric shocks of pleasure up her spine and setting off the. Her pussy clenched around his dick and she ground her twitching clit hard against him. "Lucas!" She said his name over and over, not holding anything back from him. "I love you!" And her heart sang.Lucas watched the mesmerizing display Dee put on for him in the throes of her climax. He had lost track of how he'd been inside her, or how long it had been since he'd cum in her mouth and forgot about his intent to prolong their pleasure. The feeling of her pussy spasming, milking his cock, pushed.