He is attentive, feeling the tension in her body, deciding if she needs it kinky today.*****(She remembers:)I had just told him my fantasies, and it w...s our first time playing with them. His finger slid slowly up and down the slit of my cunt, gliding over the glistening shean my body exuded, tacitly accusing. `It's not my fault! I wanted to say. `It's not my fault!' His look is disapproving. Stern. "You are a bad girl, my Love. A very bad girl" he says. "You are wet." There will be punishment.. “This is the only thing I’m not going to tell you to do. You have to wan this as much as I do.” “Please Allen,” was her only response, “please fuck me.” It was only then that he noticed she was playing with herself, absently rubbing herself right above her slit. In a few minute she had gone from a shy girl watching him in the shower to the girl in front of him now; so desperate for sex she couldn’t even keep her own hands off her pussy. Allen sympathized. In a few minutes he had gone from. He ran close to twenty yards, looking all around as he ran, ever watchful of any movement. He smelled coffee and heard talking as he slowed and crept closer to the sounds of men talking in low voices.He saw their cavalry mounts tied on a picketline with their saddles on the ground nearby. He saw the men as they huddled around the glowing embers of a campfire, drinking coffee from tin cups. Eli quickly counted the horses and men. There were two extra horses and saddles which meant two men were. I was shocked by his vulgar remark. When Jimmy and I didn’t say or do anything, he rubs my thigh above my knees and tried to pry my thighs apart. I tried to fight him, and I looked for help from Jimmy, but he just smiled at me, so I knew all will be ok. Somebody yelled that it was his turn. Then he got up, but not for long, another man took his place and two more sat directly across trapping me in the booth. The man who fondled me made his shot. He threw the cue stick on the table, looked at me.