”“Just take it slow at first. Get used to it. And don’t try working close to other things yet. Baby steps.”“Speaking of baby steps...”“S...e gasped. “You’re not...”“Pregnant? No way. Bill’s fixed.” I giggled. “Deena’s enough...”“Enough what?” Deena squeaked, hearing only one side of the conversation.“Enough sunshine for our lives,” I retorted. Cindy giggled in my ear.“Stop talkin’ about ‘er,” I said. “Putting you on speaker.”“Okay. Hi, Deena.”“Hi, Cindy. You need to scold my evil. ......when you masturbate" again with that sexy whisper."Sometimes." I was damn near shivering."What do you think about?" She was stroking my arm with her nails, very lightly. I couldn't stand it, my chest and my pussy were throbbing."Sometimes.....you." As buzzed as I was, I knew I wanted to take that response back. I'd gone waaaay over the top. But the look on her face told me that I had just made her night."Oh God, me too Crista. I've thought about you too." She squeezed my hand. "Oh please. Her feisty anus in pecker rapture. James pumped her arse like there was no tomorrow, deep, dirty and slightly debasingly but Kendall ecstatically embraced it. The underlying slut in her fully let out.Kendall was taken completely by her fastened and stretched arse being ravished; it was a quality welcome trespass, a sin of delight. The sensation surpassing her anal virgin experience as her butthole for an instance held her complete being in cock constricted consciousness and the snug compression. We rode back to the wagon train and returned with extra horses and transported the items back to the wagon train.I met Louise upon my return and found that the men in the slave wagon had been taking freemen into slavery. Louise told me that she and her brother were freemen living in Missouri when the slavers ambushed them. They had been stripped and their manumission papers burnt. She stated that she and her brother had tried to escape several times. The man who had whipped her, Wyatt Dugay,.