Abby turned away and looked over the little mining town. She forced herself not to dwell on the past several months. She remembered better times.She�...d moved to the Colorado Territory with her father, Henry Thompson, when she was only six. They’d left Pennsylvania a few months after her mother had died. It was 1860, just a few years before the Great War between the States. They’d arrived in Colorado several years after the “Pike’s Peak or Bust” gold rush.Her father wasn’t searching for gold, but. ”Taking her hand down to my erection, I showed her how to move it, saying that this was somewhat like the stimulation that a man gets inside a woman but she would be able to see the result. I was pretty horny, not having been laid since Becky left, and it didn’t take long for my pecker to pulse out some streamers of white stuff and splash them on her belly. She was awestruck as I explained what that was.“This will not get me pregnant will it?” she asked with a concerned voice.“First of all it. I knelt behind Abby and lifted her skirt to see her white ass. I not surprised to see it was tattooed. Both cheeks were covered by a spiders' web with a large black spider emerging from her hairy black asshole. I grabbed my prick and pushed into her cunt. She was wet and warm but also loose fitting, obviously the dildos she used were ten inches or more.I got up to speed but I had no feeling, so I pulled out and lifted my cock up to her asshole and roughly pushed it in."Take that Bitch! You. She had beautiful tits. I was rock hard by now. Asha asked me if I had enough or wanted more? I winked at her and replied more. She slowly thrust her fingers into the top of her skirt and started pulling it down, she was wearing a silk panty. My cock was thrusting itself through my shorts. Asha came over to me and sat next to me. I turned towards her and pulled her closer kissing her. She thrust her tongue deep inside my mouth. I started kneading her breasts as she moaned. I slid my hands.