It felt like a tongue. She held her breath and tensed, tightening her ass against her will.This is going to be harder than I thought... She took a dee... lungful of air through her nostrils and tried to breathe evenly. Feeling the muscle release it's clench, she touched it again, swirling the toy slowly around the tingling, tight skin. Very slowly increasing the pressure, then backing off, over and over, Elaine felt the tension rising as the hole expanded around the slowly invading toy. I can't. He walked away, leaving her to stand there with people passing by like spawning salmon.“Ah, Helena, there you are.”She spun around, finding Father Hauser behind her. He immediately noticed the frantic look on her pretty face. “Are you all right, dear?”“Y-yes, I’m fine.”“Good, then I was hoping we could have little talk.”“I’m sorry, Father, but I’ll be late for class.”“I’ll tell your teacher that I held you back, you won’t get into any trouble.”He then grasped her wrist and led her into an empty. There was already a big pick up truck parked by the picnic tables just idling with his headlights on. I pulled right up beside him and parked. As I looked over at him I could see him checking me out. He looked like he was in his forties. He had a trimmed grey beard and was wearing a trucker cap. I felt like he was totally into this so I got out of my car and slowly and seductively walked over to the concrete picnic table that was right in front of his truck. Since his headlights were shining. That was how he could afford his new pistol. Cletus' only problem was that he was lonely. He had no friends and he sure didn't have a woman. He really wanted a wife, but couldn't find any Negro, Chinese, or Indian women in town. The White whores wanted nothing to do with him, so he had to keep himself happy. He planned to go looking for agreeable Indians as soon as the weather improved.Colorado Territory, April, 1871It was a relief to get on the prairie and away from town; Cletus was glad to.