”Boone laughs, “Most of what we have are trade goods or food. Since we weren’t sure what we’d do at the other end, or where, we loaded up with... things we thought we could get good deals on in the west.”Ned laughs and asks, “What sort of things?”“We’ve got a lot of corn flour and wheat flour, but also have knives, gunpowder, balls, lead, blankets, nails, sewing things, and even baths.”“Damn, that’s a good mix. Well, Running Horse here is the leader of this group and they all have old rifles in. “Ohmygod!” she breathed. Without thinking she pushed her pelvis into his face as he orally explored her slit. She couldn’t see his grin at her eagerness. When he finally arrived at her love button, he paused, then gently flicked it with his tongue. She moaned and cried out, growing louder and louder as he worked her swollen clit. A few more passes around and across her button and she climaxed with a cry of pleasure. Her breathing was labored as a low moan emanated from deep within her. She rose quickly to get ready.Cherry came out of the bathroom with a puff of steam. Dark blue bra and matching thong back panties already framing her voluptuous body. She made her way to the closet and picked out a pair of tight blue jeans. She pulled them over her thick thighs and big round ass. She then picked out a red knit top and slipped it over her head. She arraigned her 44DD tits to show the maximum cleavage in the top. Her aged brandy colored eyes appraised how she looked in the full. Tonight Sara's husband was 500 miles away with their two children and Sara was as desperately horny after finishing her concert as she could ever remember being. She'd just given her adoring fans the concert of her life and now what she really needed was a horny man to make love to her and help her get some relief from the sexual tension and need she was feeling. Sara could feel the hard points of her nipples pressing tightly against her bra, and she didn't even have to slip her hand down in.