He stepped back from me and when I turned, I could see that he knew what I had done to him. I hugged him to me and said, “Thank you, Collin. I think...we will do well together, yes?”He could only nod into my breasts that pillowed his head as his ragged breaths were gotten under control as he hugged me back.He would always be mine.We spent most of the rest of the day in bed.Hunger finally drove us to the kitchen. Collin soon learned that I couldn’t cook. He at least had rudimentary skills from. We started out with a chain, with him licking my wife's pussy and her sucking my dick, while I sucked his. This went on for a few minutes, when he couldnt controll his self any longer. He got up and turned my wife on her back and put his cock in her pussy and started fucking her with passion. She started cumming right away, as he pumped his hard cock in her rapidly. I watched for a moment taking in the view of his dick fucking her pussy and his big balls bouncing off of her ass. The sight of it. I pinched her on her waist for that and kept staring her face to which she asked “what happened?” and I replied “nothing!”. Then, I pulled her closer and placed my lips onto her and she had goosebumps. Then, we had a French kiss.I was licking each other’s lips and literally, we licked each other’s tongues too. While kissing, my left hand went on her left boob and I gave a soft press. She removed my hand quickly but we still were kissing. I again pressed her boob and it was so soft and her. As for Margaret, her darkened skin and tough attitude made them keep their distance because she was devoid of any inclination for romance with the mostly married men or boys too young to engage in coitus without their mother’s approval.They came up against a raging rain-drenched river that same afternoon and it was a welcome change from the draught afflicted terrain behind them. Still, it was too dangerous to cross with the heavy wagons and they sent out scouts upriver and down river to look.