She looked at the men standing around and with a biting tone in her voice uttered one word."Men!"June 24, 1847Last night I was kicked out of my wagon ...by my wives and told to sleep under the wagon. When I protested, I was unceremoniously told that if I was good I 'might' be welcome to get back in the wagon tonight. I was told that the girl, whose name we found out was Louise, didn't need to see any men that night. This morning I asked for some clean clothes and was handed them with the. He slowed down now, letting her get the most from her orgasm. It had been ages since she’d felt like this, if ever! It was almost magical. She felt him lapping at her pussy now, licking and sucking her juices into his mouth. He pulled his fingers from her and made a show of sucking them into his mouth. His lips smacked as he sucked them, savouring her sweet tangy flavour, loving the taste of her. He rested a hand on her mound and smiled, “Mattie, that was fucking beautiful to watch.” He. Bouncing, harder, deeper inside, as her body jumped up and down on top of my cock. She leaned forward, gripping upon the seat behind me at either side of my head. Lunging forward, as I rolled my hands down, across her spine to that soft ass of hers. Those cheeks of her ass that were soft to the touch, and I gripped hard upon them. "Mmm that's it babe... grab my ass... slap it for me... slap my sweet ass babe!" she called out. I slapped it. Several times. "Harder.. slap my ass harder!" and I. "I want them to see what a real woman looks like." I told her. The lead bitch stopped five feet from us."Like, get out of the way, losers." she said, malice dripping from her voice."I just wanted you to see what a real woman looks like." I responded, drawing Sally close. "Someone with more power than any of you will ever posess." Like, whatever." one of the other girls said. "She looks like a total slut in that outfit." She happens to be a genie, with enough magic to lock all of you in the.