She reached back, trying to urge him on, but he backed up until all she felt of him was a hand balled in the back of her sweater keeping her in place....She heard keychain sounds and small metal snicks, then almost jumped out of her skin when his Swiss Army knife tore through the waistband and seat of her pants. She heard metal hit the floor tiles as his chest covered her back. His hands struggled between them, impatient with the existence of clothing. She writhed against his wrists as he tore. It was in and out ..in and out..while touching her and rubbing her clit.She holded my hand forced my finger in to her pussy and pointed me to let it like this, with other hand she held my dick. I unzipped my pants and my dick was making tent in my jockey. She pulled my jockey down and took my shaft out and started moving my foreskin up and down.My pre cum was already oozing. Side by side I also increased my fingers speed. There is sound of puckkkk puckkk coming as her pussy was full of her. "He could feel my breast against his back, as I held him tight."What are you doing, Ada?" You know we both have wanted this for awhile."He turned and looked me up and down, his thick cock hanging."You are so sexy, but what would your mom say?" We both know mom's a freak, so let's worry about that later."I dropped to my knees and took his cock in my mouth. He just stared in disbelief at what he saw. His cock responded and started to grow. He put his hands on the back of my head and started. He told us of a very nice place to lay over for a couple of days and allow the cattle to recover from their travels. It would also be a great place to repair any damage to our wagons. The name of the place is Ash Hollow. Sam says she remembers reading about it.Tuesday, May 23, 1848Ed: Day 20 - On the Oregon TrailYesterday was a good day, in that there were no squabbles in which I had to intervene. Today didn't look like it was going to shape up that way. As the women were fixing breakfast and.