The land wasn't quite a desert but the only vegetation was a lot of scrub bushes, a few cactus, and damn few trees spread over a large flat area with ...just a few small rises to break up the landscape.When the two men got about five miles or so from the wagons they found places to conceal themselves and waited for the full moon to come up. The moon would be up about 9 PM and in this flat land with little vegetation, the moon would light up the night almost like day; they would be able to see. At other times she had simply repeated what he had said, which somehow urged him to explain in further detail. The cunningness required to stay alive as a waif, served her without thought during his tale. She had heard men boast before. His Lordship boasted quite often when he was in his cups. But Stephan's tale had none of that quality about it. The telling excited him. She could see that in the bulk that formed in the front of his pants. She had never been touched by a man herself. She had. They had a daughter in a Southern Christian University, and they suspected her of activity that was less than Christian, under their somewhat narrow definition of the term. They had gently tried to broach the subject with her at Christmas break and again in the Spring, but she denied doing anything they wouldn’t have approved of. They were losing sleep at night, worrying about her cavorting with boys after-hours, drinking, or worse. After confirming that he wouldn’t be spying on anyone. He pounded me open wide. This is what I had wanted since he had contacted me.But he had more for me. He pulled out so just the head was in and used it to work my pussy lips. Then he went as deep as he could and lean all his weight on me, grinding his swollen hard cock inside of me. And while I sounded like a real bitch in heat, he was totally silent. It felt so good. The man had stamina. He was pumping and pumping, not showing signs of tiredness. I loved when he pulled completely out and then.