Not meaning a pun here, but I thought it should taste like "shit", but it didn't. I have never tasted anything like it, it was a strong musky taste an... I thought to myself I could very easily come to love that taste.I stayed long into the night there with Roscoe. We both came several times. By the end of that evening, I kissed, fully wanting to kiss. I was kissed, fully wanting to be kissed. I kissed his prick all over. Down the shaft to the base of his balls. I even ventured to his brown eye. "I'll sure be glad to get there," Oso said. "My butt's developing calluses from sittin on this wagon seat."The next morning they were on the trail again. We had our share of good luck so far, Dillon thought, as he rode point on the trail. Sure hope it keeps up for a while longer. It was the middle of their third day out of Pueblo when Dillon noticed a dust cloud coming up behind them. He turned Buck and rode back to the wagons.As he got to Elizabeth in the first wagon he said, "Some thing's. Watching the reflection I observed him putting his arms around me and gradually starting to explore my curves with his hands paying particular attention to my breasts, tummy, and groin area. I held my arms aloft so that Johan could remove my sweater, and it was soon on the floor. I undid the zip on my slacks so that he could reach into my panties, and once he’d unbuttoned my shirt, he was soon touching the bare flesh of both my chest and my pussy. As soon as he felt the complete absence of. ” Becky joked. “I’ve known him most of our lives, but as you know, some things aren’t how we would wish. He didn’t even know about any of the times we had sex. Long story and not mine to tell.”I became the focus of Karwin’s questioning when she asked me, “How many women have gotten pregnant with your children? Why didn’t you even know you had sex with Becky at least three times?”“Hey, now. Becky is the one that said we had sex, not me, and that I didn’t even know about it. Corwin has had my.