“Whore. Fucking whore. You want to cum, don’t you, you little cumslut whore?” She nodded. “You like that word, don’t you-whore?” “Yes...” The word came trembling out, her eyes never leaving his. “Tell me you’re my whore…my dirty little whore.” She stared at him for a few seconds, her hand still in her crotch, and then whispered, “I’m your dirty fucking whore.” “And you want to cum, don’t you?” “Yes…yes, I want to cum so badly,” she said, her voice low. “But I need to touch myself…I need. We're lucky. With the wind blowing into the gorge, they couldn't smell our fire." Reckon, we'll have a look at them?" Ned asked. "It sure looks fishy that they kept riding in the dark. You think they're after us?" Maybe so," Jim answered. "We can circle them. If we ride up the gorge a ways, there's another narrow valley that seems to lead to their camp. I reckon, we takes the horses and mules to where the two gorges meet. If there is rocky ground, we'll leave them at the fork and walk the rest. I knew he liked looking at Jenny’s body while his cock was in my mouth. Suddenly Jenny reacted, yelling if he was looking at her boobs…Andrew`s cock throbbed in my lips; he was trying to hold back an orgasm. I smiled again to myself and started sucking him harder and faster.Jenny asked him if he was feeling good; as his orgasm finally hit him. His hands clenched tight the desk’s edge as his eyes rolled up. Andrew whispered he was fine; as his semen was being shot into my mouth and down my. ”Arlene realized that Dessie probably didn’t believe her about Ship, but maybe she would start to believe when Little One put Phillip back on his feet.Dessie tore her attention from her husband to face Arlene, who smiled at her and said, “Let’s go get a few MREs for you and Phillip to choose from.”“Just grab anything for me and maybe a chicken meal of some kind for Phillip. I think I’ll stay with him.”Arlene reached to take her hand. “We’ve covered that. Ann is going to stay with him, as well.