"Dick had the nerve to tell me he found somebody prettier than me. Can you believe that prick? Aren't I pretty, Mr. Marcus?" Yes, Vonna, you're very p...retty." And I'm a good kisser. Dick told me so. See?"Vonna planted her full lips on mine. Her kiss was urgent and needy. My lips responded in a more-than-friendly manner.A little voice in the back of my head screamed a warning, but evidently I wasn't paying attention. Vonna took a step back and smiled at our first kiss. She pulled her blouse down,. We sat and made small talk, the guy with me kept massaging my breast thought my bra less top. I was quite hot when he suggested that I do the guys a favor. He slowly pushed me down under the table.Then I figured out what little favor they wanted as I saw all their members exposed. I approached the first and I took his member in my mouth and have never given a guy oral before I was a little tentative but I caught on fast and soon I was rewarded with a mouth full of warm seed. I went on to the. Cletus' only problem was that he was lonely. He had no friends and he sure didn't have a woman. He really wanted a wife, but couldn't find any Negro, Chinese, or Indian women in town. The White whores wanted nothing to do with him, so he had to keep himself happy. He planned to go looking for agreeable Indians as soon as the weather improved.Colorado Territory, April, 1871It was a relief to get on the prairie and away from town; Cletus was glad to escape those White people who could look at him. Eyes that understand. A body I can love and trust. Smelling the desire the way I smell for her, to make her know my desire. But a cock, sawing away inside me, rubbing me just right to my very core. It just feels too good. Too irresistible. But fuck, Rhonda, it has to be yours. It has to be you smiling at me, watching me cum, and thrilling yourself because of it. It has to be!”“Terry?” Bob murmured.“No!” she practically shouted. “Rhonda trusts you so I trust you. And feeling your heat, your.