The following day, I returned to "Paradise" with the freshly cleanedpacifiers, and a couple of bottles of juice (for some reason I hatedmilk). Once ag...in, I crawled through the opening, and, with barely enoughroom, I carefully and quietly turned the carriage around to face theopening towards the rear wall. A large quilt covered the carriage toprotect it from dust and dirt. The blanket provided an additional marginof safety. If it appeared undisturbed, chances were, I wouldn't be foundout. The. Your tongue twists with mine as my hand finds it’s way onto your full, rounded tit. I can’t want to get my mouth on it and so I move that direction. Leaving you in a daze as my lips make that journey to that plush landscape. I roll my tongue around the puckered tip only causing it to push out more. I take it between my teeth and tug . You’re body really does respond to me. I’ve let my free hand slide down between your legs to play with your sweet, moist pussy. All that soft pink flesh is mine. Tonight will be our night and maybe with more in the future."Instinct in the human male, weather young or old, is strong. I felt the turgid nipple pressed between my lips and quickly began sucking. It was only seconds I was tasting the overly sweet milk of my mother. At the same time I felt another sensation it was just as pleasant. Her hand was full upon my crotch after having slipped without my knowledge beneath the covers. Her fingers easily found my throbbing erection as they curled around. Focusing on Chuck Wagon, John said, “Tell me what you know.”“Mad Dog discovered Hollywood Hal and Coke Can dead over by the coffee pot. I came over and asked if anyone had seen Texas Jack. One of our guys discovered him in the storage shed. Someone had strangled him. The coffee pot is poisoned and another one of our men drank some coffee and promptly died. That’s when we realized that it was poisoned,” Chuck Wagon said. He shook his head and said, “Someone is trying to kill us. I don’t.