I RACHED FOR THE BOTTLE OF LUBE I JACKED OFF WITH. I LUBED HIS HOLE AND INSERTED A FINGER. HE COOED EVEN MORE. I APPLIED LUBE TO MY DICK AND ADDED ANO...HER FINGER INTO HIS HOLE. HE YELPED JUST A LITTLE BUT QUICKLY GOT USE TO IT. I GUIDED MY DICK TO HIS OPENING AND RUBBED IT WITH THE HEAD OF DICK. I TRIED TO PUSH IN BUT IT WAS TIGHT. I JUST HELP IT AT THE OPENING AND KISSED HIM WAITING FOR HIM TO RELAX. I COULD FEEL HIM LOOSEN UP AND I SLOWLY PUSHED INTO HIM. HE GRABBED MY SHOULDERS AND PUSHED ME. Is that... her eyes... is she inviting me to do it again? I try. She was. Her eyes water, and I put my hands behind her head, fucking her throat like it was her pussy. My fingers knot into her hair, it's looking a bit scruffier now. Looking hot. She looks hot. My penis is pulsing, I can't keep this up much longer. She runs her teeth gently over my head. Her tongue flicks over my glans. Her eyes never leave mine. I can't control it any longer, and I press forward one last time. She gags, and I. It always happens within the first three hours, and regardless of how many patrols they send out they all are getting ambushed. They have been using a Kit Carson Scout that Casey sent up there last month. She refuses to go on patrols but sits and monitors the radios with one of their men listening to the radio transmissions from Charlie. They are at wits end because she although doesn't use any of the radios seems to know where every team is headed before they do. The General wants you to take. She just invited all of us to go fishing on Uncle Dave's boat. I told her I'd check and call back. I know your Dad would love to go but I know how you get sea-sick and I'd hate to say yes if I didn't see if you'd mind being left alone for the day ". Ned's mind was jumping for joy at the news, but he put on his best 'not a problem' expression. " That's not a problem Mom. I'll just go hang out with Jennifer ... err ... Moze at her house. She has something special she is working on and I could.