We both groaned."Fuck my little Latina-cunt", she said with an faked Spanish accent.I slowly pumped her pussy while it adjusted. We kissed again and s...e held herself around my neck and wrapped her legs around me. Her hands moved my back down and left a few scratches. I increased the speed. She moaned into my mouth. I continued this until her breath quickened. She moved her head onto my shoulder and moaned in pleasure.Her inner walls contracted around me and she moved her mouth to my neck and. The shock of his tongue sent a wave of pleasure through me. Slowly, he spread my lips apart and slid his tongue inside me and gently rubbed my clit with his finger. I grabbed the back of his head and pushed him further into me. I could feel myself about to climax and I pushed him into me harder. When I came, I pushed down on to his face and I could see my juices running down the side of his face. He wiped his face and then kissed me so I could taste my sweetness. I rolled him over and. He did swing north or south of the direct route as the mood struck him, but he did stick to the generally westward course.He started running into signs of Indians, probably Comanches, as he traveled west, though he had not run into any, yet. Beau came around a bend and saw a man and a woman struggling to replace a broken wheel on a buckboard. They were having so much trouble because the man had only one arm. Beau's conscience would not let him ride by without an offer to help. His offer was. No way. It's how womenlook that I find attractive." I must say, though I'd never admit itto her, flirting with men had always been a little exciting in theold days, and I'd thought about it some since then. Because that waswhen I felt even more feminine, more authentic, when I was teasingmen and they found me sexy. It helped me forget that I wasn't. Iliked being sexy. But not because I liked men. The reality wassomething else. "Why not dress to attract men? Why else go to all this.