You see asshole, Gabby is my sister, and you are some city boy pretending to be a tough guy.” I gave him a smile. “The cops around here keep a clo...e eye on me, you might want to consider that as well.”He wanted to say something more, but he decided it wouldn’t help. Instead he got back in his car and drove away. I got into my truck and drove to mom’s house. But only after I checked to make sure he wasn’t following me.Gabby met me at the door with a kiss on the cheek and a laugh. I debated what. Just before supper I found a large farm wagon that looked sound and I bought it. While I was inspecting it I left a mark on the underside so that when I brought a team to take it to a loading area I would get the same wagon.*March 24, 1848 - Friday*Found a stockyard by following our nose and picked out six good oxen. At least I hoped that I remember from my farming days what I should be looking for. Took two of them and got the wagon. No problem there. Hitched up the other four and went to the. Her leaking juices kept her clit slick and my saliva kept lubing her asshole. Mom moaned constantly and pushed her ass against my thrusting fingers while she jacked my cock with her right hand."I want your cock in me," mom moaned.I lowered her ass to the floor and crawled around her. Kneeling astride her head, I pulled her upper back up, letting her arch her back and her head hang upside down. Then I pushed my cock into her mouth and fucked her throat for a couple of minutes. She grabbed my. There wasn’t much I could do. I felt my panties get pulled to the side and a wet finger slid into my ass and start to loosen me up as I tried a few more attempts to get away because I didn’t want to get fucked without protection. Each time I was yanked down face first and smacked on the ass. With two fingers getting me lose I heard someone else down the trail coming and got quiet along with my rapist, I was too ashamed to say anything because I had put myself into this situation so I was.