Released from the confines of my clothing, my manhood pushed its way upward in her direction.Meanwhile, Teresa who had been unbuttoning my shirt opene...d began running her hands softly over my chest.As her right palm held my manhood stationary, Cheryl's tongue began rolling up and down the underside of my cock.Teresa's hands left my chest. Out of the corners of my eyes I could see that she was using them to slip the straps of her dress over her shoulders.I reached up and pulled Teresa further. Four feeder creeks had made their original creek much wider and deeper as they each joined their creek. They also slowed the flow. The ground also became flatter which surprised them.Lisa noted that and John said, "You're right, Lisa. We would expect the land to get hillier or at least stay as hilly. I think we may be coming to a river. That will mean there is a good likelihood of some ruins."They had covered about five miles that morning when they stopped for a quick, light lunch of dried deer. We both were tired and slept.In morning, I woke up first then I woke her, she was feeling very shy unable to have eye contact. Even I was having a similar feeling, so I decided not to speak about the things happen in the night.In morning we reached my room around 7am, both of us didn’t speak anything with each other. Both were thinking about last night and things which that incidence will lead us too. I broke the silence but didn’t say anything about last nightMe: I am getting late for the. ” She shifts, climbing to her knees. “I don’t care how you do it, but you will do as I wish.” She drops to her hands, sticking her ass into the air. “Whether you like it or not, you are a male and males are servants not masters. Do not come to me about any of this again unless you have news worthy of my ears.” She looks over her shoulder at the two pets and says, “Continue.”Brady stays long enough to watch the two slaves attach themselves to his mother before he leaves. As he walks through the.