Very likely, they would simply head for the smelter of their own volition.I congratulated her on an excellent idea, except that I had no idea how to d...rive a wagon. She poo-pooed the problem, since she knew quite well how to drive mules. Damn, could I have found a better partner?I suggested that she drive the mules about a mile away and wait for me while I blew up the mine. She retrieved our horses and found the others penned up nearby. There was enough rope in the shed for her to make lead. That’s so amazing to hear from a woman your age.”“Don’t kid a kidder, Sarah. I can tell how you were affected by that song you two just sang together. You were practically drooling over your own son. To be honest, I got a strange text last night”... I was sucking on April’s breasts, having a better time than previously by being on top of her, and deep inside her at the same time.What an amazing sensation to lick on her nipples and her reaction, which included her muscles tightening all around. She grinned at me. Though she was younger than me, she felt more... adult. More experienced. Her light-brown hair, held back from her face by a pink hairband, danced about her shoulders as her blue eyes twinkled.“You're going to love it,” she said, hooking her arm in mine.“Love... it?”“Getting fucked by your brother.” She patted her belly. “I have my brother's baby growing in me. It was so wonderful. You are definitely going to love it!”I nodded my head, a buzzing delight rippled through me. My. Some of his load got in my eyes which kind of burned. He held my hair and showed the camera the mess he made and told everyone he was now going to his room to fuck this married slut. I stood up and he undressed me and said goodbye. When the camera was off he apologized if he over-stepped his boundaries. I said, “No.” He offered me a towel to wipe my face off. He led me upstairs to his bed which we climbed on to. He began to lick and finger my already drenched pussy. We put the game on to see.