They parked next to a row of big trucks. I got out of the car and waited for them to get out too. The passenger got to me first and touched my cheek. ...“I love mature sluts” he said and his other hand went to my tits. They pulled me to the back of their van, opened the rear doors and pushed me in. They got in themselves and closed the doors behind them. “Let’s check this whore out shall we?” the driver said and ripped my blouse open. The passenger pulled my skirt down. “Look at this slut! She. Small Johnwas one of the idlers on the reserve who subsisted on welfare and abit of hunting and fishing. He found that it was nice to have moneythat he normally would have spent on liquor within hours of cashinghis check, but the money was burning a hole in his pocket. He said howhard it was to not go back to the liquor agency and get a few daysworth of drunk.The river had a solution, and told River a story she could relate tothe people at the service at dawn. The service would be different. We searched for days. I had very little hope as the young man had been alone in the wilderness now for more almost three weeks. Between the wolves and bears preparing for the fall, he had to be dead by now.During one of our morning sweeps to the South of the main herd, I saw a carcass off in the distance. The Shoshone don’t leave anything behind when they take a buffalo, they use all of the massive beasts, so I assumed that this was an animal killed by white men or perhaps a pack of wolves. A. That’s so good.“Oh your cock looks hard,” she says, rubbing it up and down. “Do you want to fuck me?”I nod eagerly.“You’re still a virgin, but not after tonight,” she replies, smiling.She lies back on the bed, spreading her legs wide. I climb on top, my cock easily finding its way between her legs. It doesn't take me long until I`m in a stride and fucking her.“Grab my ass tight when you push in,” she urges.I feel her pushing back, every so often, giving a little moan.“Faster,” she begs.I pick.