His touch was firm but gentle and surprisingly not sexual in anyway. He was examining my breast the same way I imagine he examined a goats udders. In ...act that’s really what my breasts were now, udders. His hand made its way to my nipple. He took it between his fingers and very expertly rolled it between them squeezing as he pulled down. He did it a couple of times and I could feel my milk let down and then squirt out from my nipple. He let go of it just as I closed my eyes. Then I felt it. He. We tried the trick with the red bandanna again today but it didn't work. I hope someone has better luck than we did.Made love to Louise tonight. She had me feel her stomach and I think I felt a flutter. She got so excited that she had the other women try to feel it as well. I ended up giving her a lashing with my tongue and fingers while Claire gave me a blowjob. Elizabeth was tired and just watched tonight.August 22-23, 1847We have been going through some of the most uninteresting country I. "Come here, Stoney. Lay with me." In the dim light, my mind filled out the details, the blue eyes, how red that hair was in the sunlight, rendered brown in the dim cabin. I was adding new details like the exact curve of her waist, the perfect rounded butt, the legs, the long, athletic legs. I crawled in towards her, intent on taking this slowly.My beautiful mate had other ideas. I was wrapped up and dragged against her, her right leg thrown over mine, pulling me into complete contact. I. Instead of one hand on each like the lower legs I use both hands on one leg - really pressing hard almost painful, but the manipulation works as the stiff and sore is replaced with a warm relaxed deep tingle. The leg muscles are the largest so necessarily take a lot of time; you don't seem to mind as my hands edge up the back of your leg ever closer to your cheek. where I stop and start again just above your other knee. You flex the leg I just finished as if to test and realize the ache is.