The truckers were slowing down on the bridge above to get a longer view of the action below. Air horns were blaring. I looked up and started pumpi...ng my fist up and down in the air, mimicking the action of pulling a truck air horn rope, fucking my heart out the whole time. Ann was moaning loudly now. She didn’t care who heard her at this point. She began to shake and shiver and I could feel her pussy tightening its grip on my cock. Her fingers were gripping at the rock as she. “Ooohhh. Sorry, Nathaniel, but you can’t punish me. There’s very little you can do to turn me off. Just give up and try to enjoy yourself.”Realizing that there was nothing he could to make a woman like Kimberly uncomfortable, Nathaniel gave up and grabbed her hips once again as he started thrusting in and out of her as fast as he could.“Oh, fuck it,” he said in defeat as he focused on simply fucking Kimberly as hard as he could, but after a few seconds she spoke up out of disappointment.“Just. Also my hunting dogs in the back of my wagon can put up a good fight if we need them."At the valley edge, I set three of the dogs to guard the wagon and buckboard while the sheriff, Harlow, Sarah, and I went down the trail. When we got close to the camp, Sarah began to growl deep in her throat. That was a sure indication to me that there was danger ahead. I whispered a warning to Harlow and the sheriff.We inched our way out of the brush and saw two men lazing back on some branches and leaves. " Yeah, well, so I changed my mind. Now then, directions?"Still rather stunned, Vic gave directions to her town house. After hanging up, she looked around. Frantically she grabbed the vacuum cleaner and a roll of paper towels and started cleaning up.In the twenty minutes that it took Nora to get there, Vic hastily picked up the worst of the last week's mess. She rushed upstairs and made the bed. In the midst of doing that, she stopped to wonder if Nora was going to spend the night, and if so,.