Charlie pronounced, yano esta kaðo.After crossing smaller rivers and cricks, we finally came to a wider river. Looking on my map again, I decided thi... had to be the Canadian. The same Canadian River I had crossed when I rode south through Indian Territory with Eloise Sutter and her two daughters, Melody and Melanie. The same Canadian which crosses The Panhandle near Amarillo Crick and wanders its way back up into Indian Territory.It took us forty-six days to travel from the Texas Panhandle,. One might almost say that it was the one day that one didn’t want to celebrate.Glen planned to spend the whole day relaxing. The trio had to work early shifts, but that meant they would have the evening off. They had told him this morning not to make any plans for the evening. He had no idea what they had planned, but he was sure that it would be fun.There was a knock on the door and he went to answer it. It was the postman and he had another large box of books. The postman nodded at Glen and. They walked to the other side of the creek where a pony with honey brown coloring and black around his hoofs stood sporting a boner. The two had sucked off Fritz before so clearly he wanted some pleasure. There you go, let Fritz have your cunt. Its about time he lost his virginity. Tami said nudging Greta. Plus he looks ready to go so it wont take a lot of effort to get him excited. Greta appraised Fritz before nodding with a wide smile. As she knelt to stroke his sides and nose Tami was. "Hi" she shyly replied. "I'm Peter" "Lucy" "What's a cute girl like you sitting alone in a pub?" She let out a cute giggle as she covered her mouth "That's your pickup line?" she asked amused. God I wanted to fuck her then and there. I nodded proudly "I thought that was a good one, no?" She shrugged "Even if it was, I think you're a bit too old for me" Old?" I scoffed "How old are you?" She looked at me "19" Damn, I needed me this teen pussy. "I'm 42, not too old for you" She stared at me, not.