Eternally yours,Wendell*October 28th, 1860My Dearest Wendell,I hope my letter finds you well, and once again, on your way back to me. It had been over...a month before I heard from you, and I worried that the Indians had started waring again. The final crop has been brought in, and Mr. Colbert paid a fine price for our cabbage.I, too, dream of you nightly, my love, and long to feel your warm embrace in our bed. The loving quilt our mothers made keeps me warm, but not the warms I feel in your. “I feel quite wicked. I didn’t think I could do this, you are very persuasive!” While she spoke, Caitlin kept touching herself, her fingers now circling around the hardening pink buds of her nipples. She saw a couple of people pass in front of windows across the street, and another jolt of adrenaline shot through her system. No heads were turned, though, and once again Caitlin felt relieved. “I was nearly seen then!” Caitlin laughed nervously. Her mysterious seducer also laughed softly, then. Mike grabbed a hold of my hips as he gave me all he could before letting out a groan."Oh yeah." He said releasing his hands from my hips as I continued to rock back and forth on Mike's dick."That's right honey cum inside my pregnant cunt." I said humoring him as he came.Before I knew it Mike was pulling his softening cock out of me. As I stood up a generous amount of sperm leaked from my gaping hole, landing on the ground beneath me."Sorry Kim, I couldn't hold back any longer." He said noticing. “So bitch! Are you ready to take my hard cock?”“Oh yeah!! Please give it to me.”“What???”“Your penis. Now don’t start teasing me again.”“Not like this. You’ll have to beg in front of me for my cock. Ask me to fuck you like a whore in that slutty voice of yours.”“Oh please, please fuck me. Fuck me with that big hard cock of yours. Rip me apart. Treat me like the whore I am. Please fuck me. I’ll do anything you say. Please just fill my cunt with your massive dick.”That was all the prompting I.