As he is finishing, he hears a knock on the door. A younger girl is on the other side, and she tells him that Brea has breakfast on the table. He fini...hes buttoning his shirt as he follows that girl to the table.Brea asks him what he wants to drink, and she gets that to the table. He sees that she has not put on a top, and her nipples are still very excited. Brea tells Steve that Ann is almost fifteen, and that their mom normally does not leave dates alone in the house. The girls both laugh at. I have nothing to give you but a son.’ Well! I had never thought of myself as a daddy, but in a funny sort of way it kind of appealed to me. So I just smiled and nodded to her. She squeezed me as tight as she could. We stayed there four days after salting the antelope meat, letting it get dry enough to pack. We fucked like animals every night. She seemed to just love my cock and had her hands on it at every opportunity. The mountains were still far away to the west and we slowly made our way. Barely able to move his left arm, let alone feel a whole hell of a lot with it. Thinking back, he was glad the boss had as much help as he had. The stories about the men who were found later, still gave more than a few nightmares.After being searched by a few huge burly men, the mission boss was led to a mall parlor. The man sat hoping that this wasn't the last hour of his life. A few minutes later a short, rotund, balding man entered the room."Mr. Jones to what do I owe this visit? I take it. More fucking. More pleasure. More lust. And more passion. My balls were hanging loose. We both could hear and feel their contribution to the pleasure. She screamed, “I love how your balls feel on my ass. God! Unfucking believable! Fuck me harder. Fuck me. Fuck my eyes out. I bet you want to eat my pussy. Tell me if you do. Will you eat me now?”I didn’t reply. I just went down on her.We dated several times a week. She always just wanted to fuck. No movie. No dinner. No nothing but sex.During the.