You can get dressed and leave now. But you dont want to, do you? She looked at me with a brief look of trepidation, before answering, No, I dont. Dont...what, I asked for clarification. I dont want to leave, she shyly whispered. What do you want to do? I asked. Whatever you ask me to, she said, subserviently. Good girl, I cooed. Come and undress me. She walked over to me tentatively. As she reached me, she gave me a nervous smile. You could tell she was excited, but still a little insecure. It. ‘I want more,’ I said. ‘So do I,’ she said, ‘but you’re going to tire easily. We’ll have time later, but don’t forget that your s****r or mother could come in and catch us and I don’t think either of us is ready for that.’ I smiled and kissed her. ‘I almost don’t care. I love you so much.’ ‘I’ll get a cloth and clean you up,’ she said. ‘You smell like sex.’ ‘Who? Me?’ I asked, wishing the taste on my tongue could last forever. She cleaned me up and put some toothpaste on her finger to clean. As I walked in, he smiled that smile. He gave me that look. It was going to be a very hot sex session. After taking me in his arms, and kissing me passionately to say hello, I quickly got out of most of my clothes. I slinked across his body on my hands and knees until my warm body pressed against his. I looked down at him, smiling. My auburn red, curly hair dr****g over his head as he grabbed my hair and brought me down to his mouth so we could once again lusciously tongue each other. My thigh. I picked a campsite about eighteen miles from the last one. Ab was right, we made the Portneuf River today. There was plenty of water, grass and firewood at the site I picked. Normally, I would find where I thought we would want to camp for the night and then I'd rejoin the wagons. Today, I decided to wait at the site for the wagons to arrive.Sally did have a conversation with Millie. Both of them told me about it later and the best I can piece out, this is how it went."I hear you've been.