By the time they had finished their meal and sat with bellies stuffed full, even the Curtis cousins were smiling at Marshal Crow when he looked at the....Crow Ridge Oil Terminal Tulsa, Indian Territory June 30, 1885“Marshal Crow, your stop is coming up soon. I’ll bring your bag over here to you.” The conductor told him as the four young men looked from him to Eli.“He knows your name? Do you ride the train a lot, Marshal?” Jubal asked.“He knows me when he sees me, I reckon. All the engineers,. ”“I came close to announcing you as my wife, but I have a gentleman I want you to meet. He is shorter than you, but he is a fine, educated man and works for the judge. He is Mr. Jefferson Whitehead, the judge spoke of.”“If this Mr. Whitehead has won the favor of my brother, I am sure I will see him through your eyes. No matter his size, I will be happy to have him court me. Will you still save him and me a room? That is, if I should accept him into my room as a husband,” she said teasingly, her. Chalo berth per hathon aur pairon ke bal jhuk jao. Isse jyada andar tak jata hai aur dard bhi kam hota hai.” Nisha uthkar berth par chaupaya ho gayee. Mai peechhe se uski yoni par apna lund sata kar halka sa dhakka mara. Geeli to pahle hi ho rahi thi. Dhakke se mere lund ke age ka topa andar dhans gaya. Ek bachchha hone ke baad bhi uski yoni kafi tight thi. Wo dard se”aaaahhh” kar uthi. Mai kuchh der ke liye usi pose me shant khada raha. Kuchh der baad jab dard kam hua to Nisha ne hi apni gand. I felt the mattress flex as he climbed back onto the bed and then the lightest touch on my ribcage, just below my bra. Finger? Tongue? I could feel a cool trail as it moved lightly down and over my stomach. Tongue, then. His cock might leave a wet trail too, but not one that long. It weaved across the other side of my stomach and over my hip, skirting close to my pubic hair and then down to my inner thigh where it stopped. He kissed me lightly down there, about eight inches below my glistening.