By crossing off potential places for the entrance of the mines off our list in this systemic pattern, I was able to reduce the searching from months t... a mere three weeks! Thus, on the 16th of March, our party came to the map coordinates of 1308 west by 754 south: A small valley, tucked between two mountains, which led straight to the mouth of the Black Mountain Mines.“Now this is dwarven craftsmanship!” Maggie said, gesturing to the doorway. It was nearly fifteen paces high, ten paces wide,. Kim strained against the large horse cock and felt it slowly fill her pussy up. Two inches, then three inches entered her as she struggled to accommodate the b**st’s member. She pulled back slightly, and then pushed a little harder. Soon she had four, then six, then eight inches of Maximus’ dick in her. She looked back in awe as inch after inch of his cock disappeared into her. The massive dick stretched her vagina to its limit, and she felt like she was mounted on it.“Ooooo, God, it’s huge!”. There was no evidence that anything had occurred. She was dressed in a pair of cotton panties, and a tight little pink shirt. The covers were thrown off her, as she usually gets hot at night. She was lying on her stomach, with her cute little ass propped up in the air by the blankets under her curvaceous body. Part of me wanted to tear those panties off her and fuck her in the asshole; like that guy had done only a few hours earlier. I decided against it, however, as Ana usually doesn’t. September 14, 1847The cattle herd arrived but we were shocked at how many we had lost to the bogs. We lost 10% of the herd in 20 miles. Johan told us that the trail was more treacherous than he had thought. Many of the bogs were hidden under green plants and looked safe to cross until one started across them. None of the boys were hurt although more than one showed signs of having been caught in the bogs themselves.We hitched up the wagons and two of them were reduced to four oxen teams..