Some played games, others stood around bragging about how rich they were and all the stuff they had. I couldn't wait to get back home.After a while a ...guy came out and talked and joked with us k**s. He rubbed my back when he came by me, then asked how many knees I had. Puzzled I said two. He smiled, held my shoulder and pulled me close,"you have three knees my boy." He said standing right in front of me."you have a left knee, right knee and a weenee." Pointing to my left and right leg, then. His name was Thomas and he joked with me that he was the only “BLACKsmith” and the only dark skinned person in the town.The older Mormon wife in my retinue was immediately attracted to the man and I suspected she was homed in on the large bulge between his legs as well as his huge muscles on his arms. He led her into his stable to show her his collection of religious items from back East that he distributed to the indigenous populace on Sunday mornings. He also doubled as a preacher of sorts. Really, REALLY good. I imagine Carly is doing just as I am, thinking about what feels good when I touch myself and using my tongue the same way. I run my tongue over her nearly bare puffy lips before finding her opening and entering her. I kiss and lick all over her and feel her quiver under me.But then I'm shaking myself as I feel her bring my body right to the edge. Then we're both flailing and I have to hang on for dear life to Carly and I can feel her hands holding me to keep me in place. I planned to make a snoring sound when she opened the motel door and did her normal room check. What she did not know was I had placed a shaving mirror on the dresser next to the bed and set the angle where I could watch her expression through a small crack on the side of the pillow over my head. About 10 minutes later, I heard her coming and the door next to my room opened , then various sounds as she checked the bathroom there. Then the door closed and there was a light knock at my door,.