She turned to me and bid me to do likewise and I complied so that we were each exposing our cunnies (another newly learned word) to the frigging males...a few steps away. The sight of our downy covered slits must have been the stimulation that Thomas sought for within a few strokes more of his rampant member he began to spurt and spout a white cream that spilt onto the ground before our feet. Emmanuel followed his example a few moments later and it seemed to my shocked eyes that he was even more. .I could wait no longer...I bucked back violently, he plunged up my sopping gash easily. He muttered..."Oh yes"...I responded."Oh Frank fuck me ... Ive wanted this so long, get it all the way in, go on fuck it"He began to thrust at me, his old cock now buried deep up me. a few thrusts and he was in deep, right up to his sagging balls..."Go on ride her hard Frank, this cunt is one little fucking slut" ... Bill was staring intently at me...I was wanking his cock and staring back..."Oh yes Bill I. Waite hollered for Tommy to fetch the marshal and he spun around and sprinted off. He held up his hands with arms spread out and told the people there was nothing to see here and advised them to go back to their rooms. Having the Colt in his hands may have helped them decide to follow directions.He returned to the room and found the other three wives had joined Peggy Sue and Patty. They had moved the woman over to the bed and Patty was washing her face gently with a wet washcloth. In the entire. Grandfather never spoke of his own wife. In fact, I hadn’t recalled anyone within my hearing speaking about her. I had always expected him to, sooner or later, and now it was too late to ask. But there were times ... times I felt he was thinking about her, though he never said anything about it. It seemed as he did this more whenever I asked about my missing love.Grandfather was able to instill a work ethic in his son, but there was still the lack of creativity and experimentation, that leads.