Behind them were gathered a number of youths and children anxious to see the men who rode horses.“Greetings Baylor of the Horse People,” I called ...out well before coming into spear range of the group of men. “I have returned as promised to deliver the saddles I have made for Chief Agar and his brothers. Am I welcomed?”We were indeed welcomed! Baylor led my party and me to a spot on the edge of the encampment so we could pitch our camp. I left Tonko and Sygor to remove the travois and to unpack. Well before we get ahead of our selves perhaps you can tell me a little about yourself. For the entire drive home he told her about how he had just quit school and wanted to become a musician. He took any job he could find where he worked during the day so he could work on his music at night. He explained he played best when he smoked pot, but only did it on an occasional base. He hadnt had a girl friend in about a year and was looking for a date. Ginger asked Dont you think Im a little old for. I would shove it in and I could feel her position her self to allow me to go even deeper. I was going about a mile a minuet when her mother let out a gasp and bore down on my cock and then she shit all over me. It came out like a shot. I jumped up and there was shit all over the front of me and all over her mother’s ass. Tina started laughing. I was mad at first and then started laughing too. Her Mom was trying to apologize but we were laughing so hard she started laughing too. We all went. Her short, black, body-con dress had slid up her slim legs. She always left the soft jersey material where it lay. Someone should appreciate her legs and he was handsome, single and powerful. His glance took some sting from his words.“By you?” she asked.“Unless you wish to share your transgression with others?”She'd admired his biceps more than once. Imagining the pain they could inflict sent a shiver through her. The idea of bending for him dampened her black string panties. Paying for her.