His extra girth filled me like I had never been and the extra friction I felt can't be described."Oh god," I moaned, "don't stop... I'm gonna cum soon..."I quickly glanced about the room again, to see two of the guys who had been masturbating now had their hand out of their pants, and were sheepishly wiping their own cum off onto jeans or shirt tail.The black-haired girl, for her part, was now being fully supported by her man, as she was quickly losing the power to stand on her own two feet. She. The door opened and another man stood there in the opening. ‘Yes’ he asked, to which I replied I was looking for my grandfather. He turned and looked over his shoulder, saying ‘I think its for you’. He moved to the side and I walked-in. My grandfather was sitting on a bench style seat and drinking wine and I noted they had both been playing cards. He beckoned me in and told me to sit on the seat in front of the small electric fire. The man who opened the door to me now closed it and retook his. ”“Good. The army has supplies that we need in Laramie. They’re coming into Maxwell in about ten days. What are you using for draft animals to haul supplies?”“Oxen, mostly, although we do have several teams of mules. They are about a third faster than the cattle, but the cattle pull better. How’s the Indian situation along the way?”“Pretty unstable. We’re going to be setting up forts up through the territory north of Laramie. The Indians are getting restless what with all the influx of the white. And yes, the girls will look pretty in yellow. Iwonder what colors the wrap-around skirts are going to be. What am Ithinking about that for when I've got to come up with an excuse as towhy I was looking at the ballerinas in Miss Johnson's dance schoolwindow? Tammy is angry and embarrassed, I can tell. She's giving me dirty looksand has told me before, if I'd ever embarrass her in public, she'd takecare of me when we got home. As if I was going to live long enough.Mother is going to be furious..