Our situation was quite complicated. Tim and I (he hated when I called him Mr. C if we werent having sex) were spending so much time together, but we ...erent boyfriend and girlfriend…but at the same time we were. I dont know what you would call our relationship. Maybe friends with benefits or just his side bitch. But we were much more than that. Hed leave inspirational quoted notes in my locker, help me out with my homework, and even listened to me while I gossiped about girls at school!. Just as war veterans regale en-rapt youngsters with tales of derring-do, the veteran bar girls would regale fascinated teenagers with their high adventures in Angeles. Among Blen’s circle of friends, this prospect had been a favoured topic of conversation since they were sixteen. Who was pretty enough to be chosen? Who could ensnare a foreigner? Who could attract most customers? How could they please them? How generously would the customers tip? How much could the girls send home? All these. More than a thousand miners knew the supply wagons had arrived and that much of what they carried had sold in the last couple of days. When we returned to Libertyville, people would correctly assume our wagons carried the gold.We left after a pre-dawn breakfast, eighty-three wagons returning from whence they came. I rode out ahead of the wagon train scouting for trouble. Flower and Little Deer insisted on riding with me. Several times during the day, I had to stop to interview groups of men. “AHH!! AWW!! AHH!! AWW!! DO ME HARD AND FAST YEEAAAHHHH!!!!!AHA! YEAH!! AHAA!! FUUUU-UUUUCCC-CCCKKKKK!!!!! OOOHHHHH FUCK!! UHHH!!!UHHHHH!!!! UHHHHHHH!!!!!!” squealed Dakota. Head over heals in love. Legs overshoulders in lust. Then I put Dakota on his side, legs spread wide up into theair, stuck my cock back in, and continued the fucking. The hungry clenching ofhis pussy lips on my shaft was electrifying. Fergus found his way to the otherside of Dakota and then pushed his cock into Dakota’s.