She was maybe five feet four nicely put together and was wearing a skirt instead of pants. Unsnapping the skirt, she slid the zipper down and then shi...mied the skirt down over her hips, dropping it to her feet. She was naked underneath the skirt having gone commando tonight and was also sporting an almost naked bush. It really wasn’t a bush. Instead she had an “imp” tattooed on the center of her mound where her pubic hair would be. I was staring; I couldn’t help it.Tom asked her, “Wow, Ann! No. Finding water and grass would be a daily concern not to mention fighting off sickness, animal attacks and even rustlers. If everything went smoothly we might get her done in just over a month but more likely it’ll take us the full six weeks.“Morning Buck,” Clyde said to me as I climbed off my horse.He and three other men were chatting amongst themselves in a tight, little circle. I recognized them immediately, having worked with most of them before.Clyde was an older fella with a big gray beard. I had always wanted to suck a dick, but I couldn't let anyone know that. "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone" he assured me, as if he read my mind. I couldn't resist it any longer. I slowly moved my lips up his penis, which was about 7 inches long, until I reached the head. It had a small drop of pre-cum on the tip which I licked off. Surprisingly I loved the taste, and then closed my lips over his head and moved them as far down his dick as I could. I could only manage a few inches before I. We were getting well into our eclectic sexual relationship by now so she always did as asked regarding underwear etcetera.I was thirtyhrity-six at this time and P was almost twenty-four.As we were walking along Dean Street, she suddenly pulled me into a dark doorway and whispered in my ear that she wanted me to fuck her there and then. As we kissed, I told her to turn around and place her hands above her head on the door and part her legs. P did as asked, of course, but as I slowly slid the red.