I began to thrust myself into her with more force literally banding her into the floor, each timed thrust was met with a little high pitched yell aha&...hellip, aha&hellip, aha&hellip, , and at some point her slender little legs changed from just dangling at my sides to trying and wrap them around my waist, then eventually in the times breaks between my thrusts she started thrusting her own little pelvis upwards into my cock. When I tilted my head downwards under me, I could see her eyes were. We went inside and ate the late dinner Mom had prepared for us. Everyone else had already eaten. It was very late when Tara’s family left for home, and my brothers and their families left for their homes. We slept in our wagons again since there wasn’t room for so many people in the house.Wednesday March 13, 1844We rose at the first crowing of a rooster. The girls helped Mom prepare breakfast. Dad, Jimmey, and my two brothers who were here helped saddle six horses. Right after breakfast, Dad,. The beautiful woman was primed and ready and she opened her Pandora's Box of goodies to Sal like it was Christmas in July. Sal did not hesitate to get his rampant cock right down to business. Neither of them spoke a single word. Only whimpers and moans filled the quiet morning air on top of the roof. The tightness of her tiny hole had caught Sal by surprise. It hinted like "Big Mo" was not hitting on his spouse's pretty pussy very often. It looked like he was "hitting" her for real and not for. After I moved it, I remembered a flight many, many years ago when my girlfriend at the time did something similar, under a blanket, only I didn't move her hand back. Thankfully that day I was in jeans so the cum stain wasn't visible. I also thought about where my hand had been and the sweet sounds she made with her face buried in my shoulder.Those lovely memories were having their own effect on me as Karin woke up. She sort of jumped a little like she just remembered where she was."I'm sorry, I.