The drive needed him so no one was willing to pay me to kill him. That made going along the easiest thing to do. Over the weeks we had forged a kind o... friendship. Not the kind where you talk about things because the Indian almost never spoke. Rather the kind that allowed us to ride for hours together without trying to kill each other. The Indian finished his horse then took a look at my horses hooves. He made a single cut after checking all four. When he finished he walked to the chuck wagon. ..c-cum...s-slut..."Stanley moved his hand up, held it between her breasts and helped to left her back up onto her hands. "Good Girl...yes...Fuck..."Gasping to take in air, Abby sobbed out as she thrust her ass back against her Daddy's crotch. "DADDY! Oh God Daddy!" Yes, fuck...fuck! You like it when Daddy fucks you, don't you?" Yes! P-Please, Daddy! Oh God! Don't...Don't stop!" I won't, Baby. I won't. I'm going to fuck you forever. Keep you so full of my cum. Fuck!"Harder he slammed into her. Initially she was shocked, but she soon melted into the kiss, kissing me back. When we broke apart I smiled at her and she smiled at me. We both knew what was going to happen and neither of us was unhappy about it. “Your tent isn’t big enough,” she grinned telling me we would be going to her six person tent rather than my tiny two person tent that barely fitted me in. We entered her tent where I didn’t even zip it up. Instead I focused on stripping her so I could see the gorgeous body that I. Do you think you can do it?"Brenda nodded her head. She was terrified of the pair, but they seemed to be tied securely and she would have a gun. She like the pair even less now that she knew that they were wanted felons. She wondered how Ron figured he was going to get them back to civilization.Ron instructed Brenda on how to use the rifle even after she assured him that she had been on the rifle team in college. Ron asked her again if she thought that she could handle the pair. She nodded her.