When I retrieved her panties from the hamper, something was different as well.The scent of her was stronger – far more intense. I could smell it lo...g before the cotton reached my nose. Worries lost in Mom’s womanly perfume, I unzipped my pants and freed my cock.Just as I wrapped her stockings around the throbbing organ, I heard something. I froze, not daring to make a sound in case she’d noticed I was there. I strained my ears over the sound of the furnace, and it finally dawned on me what. As mentioned above, i have a natural instinct of observing. Throughout the duration of me eating her pussy, i watched her body movements. My girlfriend was so pleased and enjoying that she started to move my head around even more while also shoving my face deeper into her pussy. Eventually about 10 mins later of intensely eating her pussy i noticed her pussy oozing with her warm juices, i was so worked up with eating her, that her cumming turned me on and i kept licking and eating her pussy . The former slaves worked willingly and shared in his profits when he sold his furs. She knew she was the new female in his bed and they put up with her because they were not sure how long she would be around the camp because things were constantly changing. Kit gave her a pony of her own.It was one of the Indian small horses.She called him Randy.It was an inside joke to her because she had nicknamed her husband’s dick “Randy” because all the females at the Fort would use the term to describe. He thrusted again this time harder and deeper. He kept it up, thrusting his huge cock deeper and deeper down, until it filled my mouth and throat completely. I coughed and gagged but there was nothing I could do. He wouldn't let me move my head. I just had to stay still and take it. His thrusts got harder and more violent. I gagged a little on every thrust as he held my mouth in place. He fucked my mouth hard like a tight pussy as he yelled at me, telling me what a dirty little cock sucking.