I had enough of bumping my head while trying to fuck! The bed area was at the rear of the wagon, so that was the open space I used as a fighting posit...on. We had about the best arrangement one could hope for in using a wagon for a fort.We were concerned about Bushwhackers, though we could still run into Jay Hawkers or Indians. Most of the Indians had moved to Indian Territory (Oklahoma in the 21st century), but a few could still show up. From what people had said in the saloons, we were lucky. You step forward and I instinctively open my mouth for you, waiting to receive your delicious, chocolate-covered cock. You slip easily into my mouth and slide deep into my throat. Mmm, so yummy! I feel your hands on the back of my head, guiding me how you want me to suck you. I feel your cock down my throat and taste the chocolate on my tongue. I have been practicing my deep throating, and am anxious to show you how good I have become. Your hands wrapped in my long brown hair and push on the. She eagerly placed her hands upon her master’s hips, and in earnest, began to help him violate her warm, moist, mouth. Almost as soon as it started she felt her master vacate her mouth, taking position between her breasts. She knew this was what she wanted when she began, but now part of her felt unsatisfied, displeased to no longer have him thrusting vigorously into her willing mouth. She smiled at her master, tacitly thanking him for invading her mouth so forcibly. A smile she hoped would. The next day, I arrived earlier than usual at the Home. Dorothy'sshift hadn't yet started, and the receptionist on duty, a woman who Ionly vaguely recognized, merely nodded my way as I headed to theelevators. As I entered Mom's room, I saw that she was as she was whenI had left; sitting in her chair, reminiscing over her old photos."Mom? Mom?" I called out. "It's me." She turned towards me, a look ofnonrecognition on her face for a moment or two, and then her face litup with the biggest smile I.