Someone was chasing her, screaming at her. She couldn’t let them catch her, through dark streets she ran, her breathing harder. Fear ran through her...body. She knew what would happen if they caught her. It couldn’t happen.She looked frantically for signs to leaf her back to more familiar territory, but nothing was familiar to her. She was too far from home, and going back the way she had come, even if she could remember it, was not an option. Going back would take her into the arms of those. I had finger-fucked her twice and tongue-fucked her once but we were still to fuck. She asked me to keep the session as long as possible.Shweta : You mother-fucker, cant you stay away from my cunt for one night. I am yet not done and you are here to fuck my pleasure.She grabbed him with his hair and brought near me.Shweta : You ass-hole, lick his dick, come-on do it. You are no good yourselves. Atleast make yourself useful here.Rishabh, as if waiting for this opportunity, grab hold of my cock. I'm pretty tired so I'll see to my horse and get to bed, if you don't mind." Certainly, Mr. Sullivan. I'll show you the bedroom and you can come and go as you please."Over the next six weeks, we (well, I) got the crops in and took them to market. Once they were sold, I helped Mrs. Tilden get her stuff together and get on the stagecoach to start her return to Georgia. As she got into the coach, she handed me a diamond ring. "I want you to have this. It's been in my family for years. You've been. Scott's usually jolly voice had fallen silent and it was obvious he was watching us down in the cabin. Sarah kept sucking my cock, periodically taking my knob from her mouth and working her thin lips up and down the length of my shaft. It was not long before I was rock hard, the sight of Sarah using her spare hand to fondle and gently rub her tits watched not only by me.She laid back on the bunk letting go of my cock. Raising and gently parting her legs I watched as her hand went to her.