I drew Beth's attention to her skirt and she hurriedly pulled it back over her legs.By the time we had a couple more drinks, the place was starting to... fill up. The bar area was quite crowded with people all around us. I then realised that it was only men that were standing around Beth. Something caught my eye and I looked more carefully at her skirt. It was moving. Then I realised that the guy next to her had his hand under her skirt and by the look of it he must have been up as far as her. .Oh god...” she groaned ‘, then added “Stick it in my fuckin hole...now”Tanner was on her knees ...she took in Rebecca’s fuzzy springy, light blondish pubes... tufting out in all directions, long and crinkly... but they couldn’t hide her fleshy pinkness eager for additional touch. Alex parted the blonde’s crinkled folds, so easily, she gasped at their ripe pinkness and wetness, so sticky already...and the quivery movement of her body with that first stab into her willing openness.The pleasure. I did not move, neither did the cock, till I felt it shrinking inside me, I convinced myself I was dreaming, as all I knew that I was dreaming, in fact, a very strong battle was going on inside of me, my inner mind, the wise one, was trying to wake me up, telling me something is wrong or fishy, but my passionate, emotional mind and feelings, were all convincing me it was a dream and they wanted it to continue till the end, I guess the emotional feelings won, at least for that moment, I went in. Tess took exception to all of this and attacked him."Caleb was shaking his head, but I went on."He managed to slap Tess once, and he threw a haymaker at her that might have killed her if I hadn't got in the way. He hit me instead, so I hit him once in the stomach." Is that what happened, Mr. Arnold?" Caleb asked.Arnold was coming around now. He pulled himself up to a sitting position and said, "These filthy Indians and half-breeds shouldn't be allowed to be on this wagon train. I demand you.