The next section of the road was the worst we’d encountered. For perhaps a mile, Katie removed her shoes and walked ahead, pulling the horses throug...h the mud as I leant my support in pushing the wagon until we forded a stream and the land began to rise. It was a drier stretch of road, but we were so exhausted that we camped. We used the opportunity to wash the horses’ legs and check their hooves before tethering them for the night.As I made a fire and gathered wood for the night, Katie took the. She loved his lips. They were full and forever set in the beginnings of a smile. There was always something about his face that could capture her - his deep brown eyes that could hold her stare for the longest moments, or the way he clenched his jaw as he fucked her, which turned her on more than he ever knew. It was a Saturday night and the place was hopping with locals, business travelers and tourists. As usual, most were male and many were black. "That's good," she thought. "Better odds.". I started pulling her clothes off, her thermal top, t-shirt up over her head as she raised her arms, thin tank top next and then the white skin of her bare back was against my chest. My hands worked her hard nipples and she sighed with my face held close to her cheek. She reached up over her head and bent her arms back to grip my head and rub her hands over my scalp. I pinched and pulled those nipples and then slid my hands down that taut belly and right under the waistband of her jeans. I. "Louise was still not convinced that she wanted this but she put her gorgeous backside at Karen's mercy. Both women were turned on but they had been since Louise's arrival.Karen tapped the cane against her cheeks before THWACK! the first stroke landed. It took a moment for the feeling to sink in before Louise groaned.THWACK! THWACK!Karen delivered two rapid strokes and Louise gasped and twisted."Fuck Karen, that hurts," she breathed."Enough or do you want more?" asked Karen, the cane quivering.