We struck out from the railroad camp eager to be away from the dangers of random crime and the schemes and scams of parasites determined to rob the we...k and prey on the undefended.After careful consideration, I elected to make our route swing back to the Sacramento area rather than east directly to the Utah headquarters of the Mormon Church. I hadn’t gotten much out of my twentieth century studies of the historical era with regard to the Mormon influence on western expansion.I could already. I then put a pair of handcuffs on you from behind. I walk around in front of you and start to feel and squeeze your tits. The very feel of the soft firmness of your breasts almost makes me cum right then and there. I take one in each hand, now grabbing on them hard, making you whimper in pain. You try to pull away and I slap you again, telling you not to move. You look up at me with pleading eyes, but you'll get no mercy from me. I take you by the arm and lead you to another room, where a woman. Then came sweet relief. I shot rope after sticky rope of white-hot cum, point blank against her asshole. She realized what I'd done and was washed with relief. I knelt back trembling, and she puckered, taking some juice in, and forcing some out. I fell limply on the bed next to her. The room was spinning in and out of focus. We were both covered in the smell of subsiding passion and carnal lust. The sweat on my skin gave a chill to the air. "You know, something just occurred to me," I. They’re still alive and flourishing at nearly eighty. And would you believe, they are still at it sexually. I’ve heard them when I’ve been to visit and stayed with them. Mum was never bi as far as I know. She accepted the fact of my being attracted to girls, but I don’t think she was ever-able back then to see it as a permanent way to be, and I know she always hoped that I’d eventually turn into being straight. She talked with me a lot about sex and sexuality, but she never mentioned ever.