"Both Mellette and Todd Counties covered a considerable area, but the Council of Chiefs meets in Rosebud, and that's where they would go," she assured... me."We need to go there in case of trouble," I told her."Yes, let's leave. It will require time to reach there, as it's about forty-five miles," she told me. Outside there was an old pickup that was apparently hers, as she headed directly for it and had the keys in her pocket. We took a partly paved dirt and gravel road off of the Ranch and. I was aware of someone helping me with Angela.Angela was crying, holding her shoulder, but I got the impression that it wasn't her injured shoulder she was crying about."Mark, your arm! What have you done to your arm?"I ignored her and looked to see if there was anyone else I could be helping. I did what I could, pulling people up and directing them as best I could. I was doing it with only one hand, as my right-arm seemed to be useless. People were crying for help, but there didn't seem to be. She knew she was going to die with only four out of thirty done and she was already tired and hurting. The next pair again chose to fucker pussy but pushed down her throat. She went through the thirty twice as each took a turn at her cunt. She was practically comatose when they finished with her. She lay on the floor of the bus naked with cum dripping from her. Some of them finally took pity on her and picked her up and wrapped her in a blanket and left her seated on the bus. The bus driver. You let the towel part, exposing your breasts. How beautiful they look, large pink nipples protruding from each, longing for his lips. You shudder as you remember how he loves to kiss them. Turning slowly, you watch in the mirror as the towel fall to the floor. You look at the cheeks of your round bottom and delight at how he loves to squeeze them. Back to the mirror now, you part your legs slightly and look over your shoulder at the beautiful image in the glass. Oh, how you wish he was there.