” Trying to hide from my fate, I desperately nuzzled my face against my owner's bosom, begging incoherently. She smiled, amused at my squirming. “...erhaps I shouldn't have you sucking cock every week if my little pet doesn't like the sound of that.” My body relaxed, and I thanked my master, feeling overjoyed at her generosity in making me suck men's cocks only some days, not every day. “Of course, if you aren't sucking their cocks, I'll need to find other things for them to do with you.” With. She wrapped hr fingers tightly around the fat root of his hard-on and rammed the smoking knob down her throat.She nearly choked herself in her eagerness to suck on all of his cock. Wendy wrapped her lips tightly around his saliva-slickened cock shaft and puckered her cheeks, immediately beginning to suck Uncle bob's prick as hard as she could. Her hand started a well-practiced beat-off rhythm on the base of his prick, urgently tugging his prick length between her lips."Ahhhh, Wendy, you horny. She moved her arms getting comfortable and in the process her skirt rode up and I had a hard time keeping my eyes on the road as it was almost high enough for me to see her panties.Darkness set in and I listened to the music on the AM station that had a great signal this far from anywhere. I was thinking about a young woman travelling across the country in desperation to take a job as a hooker. “What a shame,” I thought as I tried to focus on driving. I had been on the road since 8:00 AM and. Well, I did, but it sure was difficult.All of our dead were buried at the edge of the camp ground where there were other graves. Wooden markers were left, but they were not going to last more than two years before the weather destroyed them. The dead bandits were just looted and dumped where the scavengers could find them. The bodies would be gone within two days after we left the camp.It took us two days to get everything arranged properly, but we were finally ready to leave for Jefferson.