They must be pushing pretty hard. They left St Jo the day before we did." Yeah, I think the wagon master is crazy. He says they should be able to aver...ge twenty miles a day and he's determined to do that even if it kills every animal they have." What's his hurry?" He won't say and he gets real vexed if someone asks him. I've heard him talking about how far ahead of you guys he is though. It's almost like he thinks it's a race." Well, I'm glad we're not with him. Our wagon master is a real nice. It could have been her! No it wasn’t her, but whoever it was, she sure looked sad, like real sad. She looked sickly. She looked like she’d either been crying or wanted to cry. Maureen felt sorry for her. She couldn’t tell much more. The little girl had dark, maybe black hair. The picture was in black and white so she couldn’t get any clues about complexion, and the thing was so small eye color would have been impossible to tell. It wasn’t her anyway. She never looked like that.Maureen kept. Open the door and we can talk about it. Im not going to ask you again. OK. Fuck! He got up and opened his bedroom door. He had put on a pair of white briefs, so Ann was somewhat disappointed. She was looking forward to a second glimpse of her brothers cock. She went over to his bed and sat down at the foot of it. William sat at the other end with his face still red from embarrassment. She figured she would ease his mind and start out the discussion. Will, I am flattered that you think Im. It only takes a second for me to realize that the cloth in my mouth is dirty panties, but they are white, so I can't be sure if they are mine or my daughter's. I only know that the saliva in my mouth quickly soaks them, filling my mouth with the taste of ripe pussy. I am left to comtemplate my punishment, and after what seems like an eternity, I hear her voice, and Master brings her into our room. She has already changed into her skirt, so I know she's not wearing panties. Master briefly.