"I'm fine, I'm wide awake." He told me.Then he glanced at me, his eyes saying he was anything but fine."I did a line of coke."He said it like a reassu...rance, but I just fell silent and prayed for the ride to be over. But he had one more surprise for me."Suck my cock." What?" Suck it while I'm driving."And he had it out and hard, ready for me. Feeling this couldn't get any more crazy, I went down on him and stayed down, his cock in my mouth all the way home.We got back a lot quicker than I. If I managed to get by that crucial rule I had made up a few more hypothetical rules.First dates were limited to heavy kissing only. Second dates limited to touching, exploring. I would allow my date to touch my breasts and I would go no further than rubbing his groin through his pants. Third dates maybe a handjob. Fourth dates possibly a blowjob and if we made it the fifth date there were no limits. I thought these were reasonable limits for semi-nice girls, which I considered myself as. The only logical solution seemed to be for them to wait for the spring of 1861. They just hoped for the war to hold off for that long.Under the circumstances, they decided for Billy to make a trip to Independence to see what they needed to do for their trek. He was sure to be back before Ann's baby was born, so he left in early April of 1860, figuring that he could find out what he needed to know and get back before the second week in May.The trip to Independence was made by riverboat, the. Staring straight into his eyes I came with a vengeance, his mouth breathing in the moans that accompanied yet another orgasm. He started to move once more, pumping deep and slow, stirring up the soaking wet flesh of my pussy. We were drenched from crown to heel - sweating like thieves in church, and dripping with the honey of our mutual sin. At last he came, his body jerking and then buckling from the force of it, emptying his semen in potent, hot jets I could feel streaming though me..