"Please." Sure," I said with a friendly nod. Last week she had barely spokenthree civil words to me so just getting a pleasant word from her feltlike ... little victory.As I returned I could hear the arriving staff commenting along thelines of, "Thank god someone's just made the coffee rather than arguingabout whose job it is!" A laugh echoed out of the staff lounge. "Who doI have to thank for this?"The changes in their attitude once it got about that I had been thephantom morning coffee maker. ”He rolled over until he was settled back into the saddle of her soft sweet womanhood and she sighed in the way that he knew meant she was ready for another round of slow easy loving in the shadows of the darkened night. It didn’t bother him that the Indian scouts could hear them coupling in the dark because they were not overly impressed with the white man’s way with females. He had lived with Indian women and he knew that copulation was not much different than eating or sleeping with them and. I kept sucking his dick and the driver made me nude, suddenly I felt an injection on my bum and I shouted and looked back, the driver had a syringe in his hand and said it was a laxative and would smooth my muscle. I knew what he meant. I tried to cut loose.But the big man again inserted his dick in my mouth and I was tied and the driver came to my ass. It was hurting but the injection made my ass wide so they can fuck a virgin ass.They took a turn on my ass and mouth. I was totally exhausted. Ah, so fast. In and out. I couldn't help but scream his name. Over and over again I screamed, I'm surprised no one heard me. "Ah god!" he screamed, I could feel him cumming inside me. Ah, fuck. Yes! Yes! Yes! Ohhhh! I orgasmed. It was so fucking great. He got up. I thought he was about to leave but no. He pushed me against the wall and stuck his head between my legs. I could feel his lips kiss my pussy. He started sucking on my clit which got me going again. Fuck, this was one of the best days.