Mai kabita ka upar char gaya or piche se uska dono dudh pakarke dabane laga.Or pith pe kiss karne laga.Kabita ghabra gai or mujhe hatane ki kosis karn...e lagi.Par bekar kosis tha.Or mai apna land uska gand me satata raha.Kuch der kosis karne ke bad kabita dam chor diya or bolne lagi ki mera maa ko bata degi.Par mai ye mouka hut se nahi jane dena chahata tha.Mai socha jo hoga badme samhal lenge.Pahele dudh ki rani ko chod to lu.Or mai kabita ko sidha lata diya.Kabita samaj gaya aj uska kya hone. ” I closed my eyes, and I could feel her soft footsteps approaching the bed, before I could fell the springs bounce beside me. Her small hand gripped me at the base of my dick, and she ever so slowly started to work her slim fingers up and down as her other hand was massaging my balls. I just lay there enjoying it as I felt her sensuous lips on my head, sliding over it before it was covered by her hot moist mouth. She slowly bobbed her head up and down, working more of the shaft in each time,. As I continued to lay, my hand masturbating my cleanly shaved cunt, I lost myself in reflection. My mind was a montage of mental images, of black man fucking me. I thought about hubby, how he loved to lick my pussy. Now I imagined him licking it as it was fucked by my black Adonis. My own fingers were sliding in and out of my hot cunt fast and furious. I felt something like electricity coursing through my body as I orgasmed, oh my god it was so intense, I could feel my own cum slowly running. He said Mrs. Wattley had called for a general meeting of the wagon train.After everyone was gathered at Ab's tent, he got up and spoke. "The Wattley family has been asked to leave the wagon train at this point due to behavior that is upsetting several people. The Reverend Nathaniel Green has asked to speak to all of you in defense of the Wattleys."The Reverend Green got up and walked up in front of the group. He was dressed in his parson's robes, which I thought was inappropriate. "Folks, I.