The trail belonged to them, and she got even more nervous, realizing that there probably wasn't another human around for at least ten miles. In a fore...st like this, no one could hear her scream.Her greeting "Hi," was tenuous at best. The look on his face as he shouldered a little day pack said that this was not the time for banter."Hello." His voice was flat. Uh, oh, she thought."Shall we hike then?" she managed.His only reply was a nod toward the trail and a gesture indicating she should. While she was leaning over in the SUV I had a clear look up her skirt where I got to view one of the fattest juiciest pussies I had seen glistening with her pussy juice, then she turned around to me and said " honey I hope you like the view I remembered you said you wanted easy access to my pussy at anytime we were together." I said , " Ohhhh most definitely babe don't you see my BBC growing again in my slacks ?" "Damn ! , she said. "Get in here with mama so I can take care of you properly." I. As he picked them up, he could feel the dampness on his fingers and, after sliding the crotch between his fingers, he lifted his eyebrows at Shelly and then winked. She smiled back with a shy slightly embarrassed look, knowing how wet she'd been before she removed them. Brent then did something that surprised her. He drew Shelly's panties up to his face and took a long breath of her scent. Shelly was amazed to see Brent sniff her panties. She was slightly taken aback, but was even more aroused. When Dad received my letter, he couldn’t believe the coincidence and quickly rode back to Mt. Sterling. He took Willie, the Negro overseer aside and explained that our family didn’t believe in slavery and that he was proud of me for helping seven slaves escape. Then he read the part of my letter where I explained about helping the slaves escape. He could tell that Willie was worried about his part in covering up the deaths of Mr. Greene and his son until Dad told him not to worry.Then Dad told.