He walks over to the sink and washes his dick of my ass juice, the lube, and his dripping cum. Looking back over at me he can see how thrilled I got g...etting drilled. My cock was hard and sticking straight up, balls pulled tight, I needed another cum."Slide up the table Jason" he instructs and I do so. He walks over to the side of the table with the tube of lube in one hand. He pulls my head over to the edge of the table and rests his semi-rigid dick on my cheek. Even half hard it is massive and. Once I said the words to her, she'd have carte blanche to go ahead with everything else she wanted to plan for the two of us.I was thirty one years old, she was only twenty four. When I'd graduated high school, she'd been an eleven year old. She was too young for me for one thing. The difference between her childhood and mine was another big thing too. I couldn't very well marry her and not take her out to see Danny, Kaitlyn and the rest of my family. I'd seen her parent's house, and when I. Her pointed nose. And her sensitive ears. I blew air into her ear and she was shivering with enjoyment.As I continue to kiss down her neck, My hand roam up her legs. Those smooth slender legs belongs to those of a model. As I feel those sexy thongs, I slide my hand towards her crotch. I could feel her dampness forming, as she starts to moan on my touch. I'm still working my kiss on her neck line down her collar bone, while I finger her, just outside her panties, rubbing her pussy lips through. We sped up in an effort to get to the trouble site as soon as possible.What we found was a burning haystack and a nearby manure pile. The haystack was almost burned out, but the manure pile was smoking as if it was going to burn for days. The really interesting point was that five Indians, probably our Yaquis, were attacking the house. It was built from adobe, so it was not going to burn. Even the roof was covered with a coating of adobe, so there was practically no way that the inhabitants.