At night, we always had one or two people on watch, riding around the herd and keeping them relatively close together. We all took turns and worked it... in two hour shifts. That way, it wasn't too hard on any one person.We were going to be taking about the same route we'd taken with the wagon train. We started up the east side of the Missouri River. We made twenty-five miles that day, and found a nice spot to camp for the night.It wasn't until the women were getting things out of the covered. It was hairless, and shrunken, my balls too, they seemed empty. I grabbed it anyway, determined to fuck this woman. With finger and thumb, I started stroking it, spreading my legs so they hung over her's, I started fondling my balls too. Nothing happened, it felt good, but I couldn't get hard, I tried to think about fucking her pussy, but it wouldn't get hard! 'Here, let me help'. As she gently rubbed her fingers over them. It was divine, so sensitive, and immediately I started moaning. 'Oooh,. I slowly moved my hand to his crotch area. I could feel his cock getting hard. I then started to undo his d-ring belt buckle and unbuttoned his jeans. He did the same to me. It took longer than I had imagined considering We were making out. I then proceeded to pull down his jeans and take off his shirt . He also did the same to me . He was then laying on top of me in only his grey boxer briefs and starter socks, and I was laying under him in my checkered boxers and starter socks. I could see. ' Like a fool I got one and found the can opener and opened the can. I turned the can up and drained it, Benny was popping the pop corn but looked at me and laughed, 'get another if you want, my folks want mind.' So I took another and did the same, Benny just shook his head. It took Benny about six minutes to do the pop corn and for me to have drunk four beers, I had a big buzz going on. We went back to his bed room and started to play the game again, this time Benny added a dare 'each time.