“Kitty” she said.“Yeah Scarlett” I replied my voice quite. She moved her hands down my waist and over my butt, stopping on the ends of my skir.... Her tanned skin ever so slightly touching me. “What are you doing?” I ask her unsure. She didn’t reply straight away, instead her hands moved down to my thighs stopping about half way up my legs.“Nothing” she said her voice even and smooth. Her skin felt hot and smooth ageist me. This was a side to Scarlett I had never seen before. I felt a horny. That included a ton of personal baggage that the refugees had been hauling, some extra bedding and pillows, and some wealth in the form of oversized items like vases. While my party worked at clearing the wagons and making them usable by us, I had the slaves that had not fled with their former mistresses put to work tending to the dead. I had them strip every body that had any of their weapons. I wanted them for my people, knowing that we'd need to make use of them eventually. When they were. Damn it, she was sure she could do everything just as well as they could. One of the crew members started to scale a tree to screw in a lighting grip. He swung one leg around the branch and steadied himself before scooting up to throw a rope down to the rest. Hell, she could do that. She was sure she could. They were a bit far away, so she braved herself to yell and offer help when the men started laughing about something. They moved in sync, never instructing each other, and somewhere in. It hurt at first even though she stretched me a little with her fingers, when the strap on head eased passed my inner ring the pain was sharp and almost took my breath. I could hear her breathing pick up and she began to stroke away at my ass.“Oh god.” I muttered around my ring gag.“Baby do you like mommy’s cock in your tight little ass?”“Yes.”“Tell me.”“What?”“Tell me what you want.”I tried to clear my throat, “ I want you to fuck me.”She pulled almost all the way out and then slammed the full.