That would help whoever made the trip next year.While we waited for the wagons, we laughed as the dogs renewed their game of coursing in a circle arou...nd us. When they first started, Wizzer tried to keep up with them. He quit after half a lap and came over to us. Sitting in front of me, he cocked his head and looked at me as if asking, “Are they crazy?”Everyone was excited as we ate supper, each of us looking forward to the trip being over. Well, the missionaries still had a long way to go, but. I'm at a disadvantage, being naked.Schlemile advances on her. Grabs her arm, twists it up behind her back. I'm getting pissed off. Then it comes to me ... the dagger! I rummage in the wooden chest and my hand closes on the hilt of the dagger."Let her go, you son of a bitch!" I'm yelling. I hold the dagger out in front where he can see it."Knife, huh?" he snarls. "We Venetians know about knives." You're not a Venetian," says Julie. "You are a god damn Calabresi."There is a lot of yelling and. “That’s it; work my dick into your married pussy.” I began to sink on his dick while he kept taking. . . “I’m going to fuck you senseless. Your tight pussy will never be the same.” 3 inches of his dick was inside of me. “That’s not even half of it. Go ahead, sit on my fucking cock.” I held my breath as I sank further down. I had made it so far I had to remove my hand from the base of his cock. I knew I only had 3 or 4 inches left to take but I was already completely filled. My husband had never. As I sat back down I again made sure I was facing him and my skirt rode up again, but I crossed my legs so he could not see up it. The next time my team was to make a foul shot, I said that I bet they would make it and he said since I did not have any more money, what was I betting. I told him if they did not make it I would take my blouse off. He said sure and of course they did not make the shot. I stood up and said I would be right back and was going to go to the ladies room and he said.