Looking down at her raised hips he could see that her anus was wet and partly open from his fingering. Nonetheless, he knew his cock was thicker most,...and he hadn’t had her ass for over a year, and so the coating of lube he spread on his cock was generous. Shuffling forward he guided his knob to her anus, his tip lodging in her partly open hole. She moaned as he pressed forward, her anus gradually opening wider to accommodate his broad flaring knob. His knob finally slipped in, her tight. She could feel the beads growing under her arms, on her stomach and back. One drop rolled down her face into her mouth. It tasted salty.Suddenly, she heard a sound in the woods. "Easy girl, you've been hearing sounds all night. The wind. The crickets . . ."But this was new, a rustle in the bushes nearby. Again, maybe just the wind blowing. If there was someone out there, she sure put on some show didn't she? It was probably Chris, or some psycho ready to kill her. Whoever it was, Brenda was. Denise leaned forward and kissed Victoria. She said, "Like that." I'd like to visit you sometime soon," Victoria said finding that it was hard to keep the tears at bay."Call me," Denise said.Victoria said, "You better go before I start crying."Denise kissed her and said, "Good bye, Victoria." Good bye, Denise," Victoria said.Denise slipped out of the bed and returned to her room. She spent the time packing her suitcase. After she finished packing, she looked around the room that had been hers. The single most important feature of this timeframe was the TRADE patterns that were established between the Creek Nation and the English settlers. Eventually, the port cities of Savannah Georgia and Charleston were developed in large part to the export of furs and skins and the import of cloth, kettles, guns and spirits. The French found it difficult to lure the Creeks away from the English influence and they settled by aligning with other non-Creek tribes in the Mississippi Valley. They.