She wanted me to get down on her and milk her luscious clit.Peggie was on fire and I was fingering her wet cunt. I moved on down to caress this lovely...women's pussy. Her red hair was on fire. I loved her more than anything in the world. How I dreamt and masturbated as I thought about this very moment. This moment Peggie was mine, all mine. I did not want her to cum right then. I wanted Peggie's cunt for a while. My cunt milk was pouring down my legs and Peggie wanted to drink from my cup's. She parted my lips with her tongue. Later she'd explain it as 'French' kissing. My tongue responded to her teasing and exploring her mouth in the same manner.Inside me, it felt like tiny fish were swimming in my stomach. It wasn't a bad feeling; it was rather delightful. Then I felt a warmth between my legs I'd never experienced before. She asked me if I enjoyed her kiss. I blushed, telling her I did along with the touches before. It felt exciting and beautiful all at the same time.She smiled,. His offer was immediately accepted, and the three of them had the new wheel in place in very short order.It turned out that the couple had a farm only three miles farther along up the road, and Beau was invited to join them for supper and to spend the night with them. The couple rode in the buckboard, and Beau rode his horse to the farm house. The supper was excellent, though simple, and Beau sat with John Harris on the front veranda with cigars while Elsie Harris cleaned up in the kitchen.The. I suppose, in retrospect, I should have realised that becoming Nancy would end up like this. I knew what these guys had in mind. They were about to have their way with me and I was powerless to resist. Then again, did I want to resist. I had surrendered far too easily.I felt a finger being pushed in my bum hole. Joined soon after with another and then another. “Oh yes she is getting ready boys” I hear said “who wants to go first”. There didn’t seem to be any debate. “I am the host so I am.