” “So, you… You good to go again?” Mike asked, his cock twitching in anticipation. A sharp tingle shot all through Helen’s sex, protesting t...hat idea. She wasn’t about to turn them away, though. “You could always suck us off,” Ron suggested, seeing her wince. Helen shook her head. “Give me a minute. I want to feel you come inside me.” “Seriously?” Mike asked, obviously excited about the prospect. “Mmm hmm.” “No chick has ever let me do that before,” Mike said. “Me either,” Ron agreed. “Mmm – I. It probably isn't good to let your mind reminisce about another guy right before you get married. But then again, I did have sex with the guy all night last night. Uncle Tim mentioned this morning how I first told him no when he tried to suck on my tiny tits when I was younger. I had forgotten about those times that he made me nervous. It was uncomfortable at first when he started feeling my boobs. Mom would not let me start wearing a bra yet, even though I knew I needed to start because. Once he had found them, Ben gathered them up and led them back along the stream so he could hobble them with his own mount and Blossom’s pony. After that he’d turn his attention to dealing with the bodies of the men.“You need to unhitch them mules and drag them off,” Blossom shouted over at Ben, as he was hobbling the last of the dead men’s horses. “If you don’t, predators will come here and then you will have to deal with them.”Ben looked up from what he’d been doing and glanced towards. She had no idea what they were saying, but from the look of them, if they’d been back in the states, they might be talking about volunteering for the church picnic. Julie would make her famous potato salad and maybe Troy and Pastor Bob could fire up the grill and toss the ol’ pigskin around. Was this their scheme for revenge? Becoming boring on her?Well, Troy looked like it, anyway. Julie had a “Hi, I’m Sophia Loren on vacation in Europe in 1965 and trying not to be noticed but failing badly.