You might say, girly but in no way childish. Her furniture all matched and was of an eggshell tone, offsetting the light blue walls and white ceiling.... She took care of her personal space. It not only reflected her personality, but it looked like she went to great pains to make it as inviting as it was comfortable.Waiting for me, draped across the kind sized bed, Colleen was dressed, or I suppose you could say undressed in a satin teddy. It fell to well above her knees. Her hair was loose and. The end of the day finally arrived and I took off for my 45 minute ride home. The hot summer day was holding into a hot summer evening. I drove along a rural route in Southern MA. Passing several state forests. My cock was stirring in my shorts, I hadn't cum in a few days and felt the urge starting to cloud my better judgement. I wanted to stop into one of the turnoffs on the winding road and walk into the forest, strip down and walk around the woods in the nude, stroking my cock, and find a. Don’t stop.”There was a long low moan, and it was all over for Terry. Much to my disappointment, I had to let go of Tim’s head so he could talk as he sat back on his heels and wiped his mouth with his shirt sleeve.Tim: “Hey, Terry. It sounds like you had a pretty good time tonight.”Terry: “Freakin’ kewl Babe. Almost like the real thing.”I was lazily rubbing my pussy, trying to recapture the feeling of Tim licking me.Tim: “It sure seemed very real on this end.”Terry: “Did you get off?”Tim: “Nah,. Feb 16I watched in amazement as our wagon train moved out in the morning. Once again, we had doubled in size, now numbering more than forty wagons. We really did have a legitimate wagon train. Once the last wagon was moving, Dawn, Penny, my wives, and I rode to catch up with the lead wagon. I nodded at Mingo as we rode by our wagon, which was the lead wagon. Mima waved excitedly at me. For some reason, Mingo took it upon himself to drive our wagon each day.We followed the road as it led north.