Bring only what you can fit into a saddle bag.’ Brianne nodded at each of these orders and turned to leave. ‘Oh, and one more thing, Brianne: fetc... my breeches and my bow.’ ****************************************************************** The horses were nearly lame when they stopped to make camp. It was twilight and the stars were starting to sparkle. Rene and Brianne had traveled nearly a day and a half without rest. But now, they were in dire need of it. As Brianne tied and watered the. His cock, erect again, he had climbed on top of my wife. Sinking his manhood into her wetness the two of them fucked for what Peggy described as hours. I'm sure it wasn't that long but she did tell me they had changed positions several times. Sometimes with her on top fucking him. Sometimes in dog fashion, his cock slamming into her depths. Peggy had several orgasms before her friend sent his second load of cum deep into her. He had been on top of her when he came and she said this is when most. OUCH! Did you just bite me?! Please, do it again! OOOH! I turn my head just in time to see you raise your hand to smack my ass. I brace myself. It lands right between my ass and thighs. Again; on the other side. You continue to spank me and I get even wetter. I barely notice Mr. Benson and Mr. Johnson leaving the room.I sure hope this room is sound proof; I want to scream. This intense pleasure/pain is intoxicating. ‘I want to cum. Please, let me cum?! Please, make me cum?!’ We must have gotten. I had to laugh; this was a side of her I had never imagined.Saturday Night Live was a bit of a let-down. It went just fine and I officially announced the new movie, I even played a part in two skits, but I had grown up with a different cast and I just felt ... wrong somehow. I don’t mean to belittle the current cast members, they were all very talented and funny, but it was like finally getting that toy you wanted for Christmas when you were three, but getting it at twenty-three.Monday morning.