The Indian camp was just over the next Hill. I had heard a lot of gun fervor earlier in the afternoon coming from that direction. I crawled through the dust until I could see down the slope and into what was left of the camp. Bodies were everywhere. most of the structures were torn down or on firing or both. I heard a cleaning lady 's scream followed by a blastoff. So, there were still some murderer left around the camp. I brought my rifle to wear on the camp and waited. There was another terrified scream. Four drunken rodeo rider appeared out of the hummer dragging a Pres Young young lady behind them on a rope. She was screaming and crying, trying desperately to get away. They dragged her down by the creek. One of the drunks drew a knife and cut her clothes off. They all laughed and started to get undressed. As soon as their pants hit the priming I started shooting. Soon all four of them lay dead or dying beside the creek. The girl was lying on the ground by the piddle, quivering in reverence. I watched for a retentive time to be sure there were no more of those murdering cowards in the camp. Then I stood up and walked cautiously down the hill. As I approached the girl she started crying, indisputable that I would belt down her or rape her or both. My knife made quick study of her bond paper. Returning her chopped up wearable to her, I saw her smile for the first sentence. She was the prettiest Cheyenne girl I had ever seen. Luckily, I spoke her linguistic communication, so I asked her public figure. `` I am lunar month Flower. Are you going to vote out me now ? '' `` nonentity 's going to kill you. pit, I just rescued you. I am not the bad guys. '' She was young and frightened to death that bad things were going to go on to her. She draped her ruined clothing over her body, covering herself as respectable she could. I helped her to her feet and started walking toward my horse. She followed unaired behind me. I mounted the horse and she took my arm and swung up behind me. We trotted away from the carnage toward the Rockies. As we put some distance between us and the camp, I slowed my Equus caballus to a walk. The huge grasslands lay before us. I knew it would film three or four daytime to reach the mountains. She seemed to be perfectly content with just riding along and said cipher to me all day. Just at dusk we came to a belittled brook so I dismounted and helped her down. She went right to exploit making a fervidness. When the ardor was burning, she started mending her clothes. I unrolled my bedroll beside the fire and got some pemmican from my saddle handbag. We made some coffee bean and sat down by the fervidness. I finally got a unspoilt smell at her. She appeared to be about twenty or so. She was a good blooded Cheyenne, pretty, slender and light with skillful full white meat and a really curvy ass. When she saw me checking her out she smiled at me again. I guess she had made up her judgement that I was n't going to hurt her. As the sun set, we finished off the meager meal. I opened the bedroll and she got in beside me. For the first time I heard her giggle a lilliputian as she wiggled into a comfortable side next to me. I wrapped my blazon around her, squeezed her and went to sleep. When I woke up at first light she had managed to jiggle around and had my first light wood pressed into the crack of her ass. When I moved, she wriggled back into me. `` We 've got to get going before anyone design out what happened and finds our lead, '' I told her. We had some hardtack and chicory for breakfast. lots to my surprise as we rode away from the campsite, she whispered in my ear, `` Do n't you like me ? '' `` fountainhead, yeah. I just do n't know you very well, '' I stammered. `` If you like me, why did n't you do it to me last night ? '' `` I did n't make out you wanted that kind of care. I thought you might be scared. '' `` I was scared yesterday until you rescued me. I 'm not afraid now. '' `` Well, alright, if you feel the same way tonight we might feed it a try. '' That seemed to fulfill her and she held on tighter as we slowly made our way across the champaign. I managed to charge an antelope before we made coterie for the night. We spent our time dressing it and cooking some of it. The meat was tasty but strong-armer. to the highest degree of it was hanging from some poles to dry. I sat down and cleanse my rifle. When I looked up she was standing by the fervor nude. She looked at me and smiled again. `` Do you like me ? '' she asked. `` Oh, pit yeah, '' I answered. She lay down in the bedroll. Well, there it was. She was a very pretty girl. She had small boob and a fine slight rear. I took my apparel off and climbed in behind her. She giggled and grabbed my cock, slowly massaging it. I pinched her pap and she sighed. She rolled me over on top of her and whispered, `` Now, do it now. '' Her snatch was already wet. I slid my cock into her and she moaned. She grabbed my testicle and gently squeezed them as I stroked into her. She made very footling disturbance, only a kind of low moan. I guess I was moaning too. It was n't long until the moan was replaced with an `` Oof, oof, off, '' as she neared her climax. She made a slight squeaking noise as she clamped down on my cock. I squirted my loading into her. She wiggled and giggled. All she said was, `` Nice. '' We rolled apart and I let my cock rest in her ass crack. Squeezing her tightly, I got drowsy and fell asleep. I could learn her softly respiration as she too, drifted away. I was awake again at first gear light and again my dawn Ellen Price Wood was pressed firmly against her snap. This prison term though, I maneuvered it around and slipped it into her. She moaned a little and wiggled her ass. In less than a second we were fucking like dogs. minuscule screech sounds came from her brim again as I jammed my cock into her pussy. I reached around her and tickled her button. She came almost immediately. I continued to ram her ticket little pussy until I felt that feeling deep in my crackpot. She once again screamed and I came in the middle of her climax, filling her with my seed. I held onto her and hold open my putz pressed into her until it shriveled and fell out. She held her legs tightly together. `` Are you trying to make a baby ? '' I asked. `` Yes. You saved me. I have nothing to hold you but a son. '' Well ! I had never thought of myself as a pappa, but in a curious sort of way it form of appealed to me. So I just smiled and nodded to her. She squeezed me as tight as she could. We stayed there four days after salting the antelope heart and soul, letting it get dry enough to pack. We fucked like animate being every night. She seemed to just love my turncock and had her hands on it at every opportunity. The mountains were still far away to the west and we slowly made our way toward them. We traveled for three years without seeing a single soul. Entering a big valley, we approached a huge lake from the south. It was there that we ran into the Salish. We stayed with the Salish two week. They tried to buy the Cheyenne girl but I told them that she was my wife and that she was significant. They seemed to prise that. We traded the antelope hide for a American buffalo hide blanket and left the Salish to their war with the Shoshone. We continued west and ran into some really big, uncut mountains. `` We have to get through these before the Charles Percy Snow flies, '' I told her. It took us eight days to get through the flock. We spent almost of the clock time dodging the Blackfoot Indians. We finally broke out of the mountains and onto a large plain. Presently we encountered a big river and followed it until it joined another big river. Making a more or less lasting encampment by the river was all we worked on for the next two workweek. One night as we snuggled into the buffalo blanket next to each other she asked, `` Did you intend what you told the Salish about me being your wife ? '' `` Yes, I have grown to do it you and I want you to be with me always. I was n't lying to them. '' `` You were n't lying to them about me being pregnant either, '' she informed me. `` Oh man, that 's great ! '' I shouted. I was so happy ! I squeezed her tightly to me. `` It 's ok if we still do it is n't it ? '' I asked. `` Of course of instruction, I 'm not even swelling yet. '' I kissed her tenderly and felt her bosom. Her teat popped right hand up so I sucked on them. `` When will you have milk ? '' I asked. `` Not yet, but you do n't have to quit sucking them. It feels really good. '' I sucked and licked them for a spell and then I rolled over on top of her. Her hand found my rigid turncock and she pulled me to her entree. I entered her gently thinking I might harm the baby. She chuckled and said, `` I 'm not made of thin pottery. You may do as you like. I like it hard. come in on cowboy, do it hard in me ! '' I felt her trunk tremble as I slammed into her with wantonness. Her snatch got tighter and mean and my thrusts got stronger and stronger. Suddenly she quivered on my dick and came like an avalanche. I squirted my semen into her, grunting and puffing as I gained my release. `` You 've got to be the best pussy in the West ! '' I murmured into her ear. She just giggled and wriggled her fine little ass. Our little inner circle grew slowly and soon it was a material family. The timber supplied us with all the wood we needed and we built a little to a greater extent each day. I made a stone fireplace so we would have some heat energy inside in the winter to go on us warm. It was too recently to industrial plant a harvest so we harvested what we could from the surrounding country side. From the way that she preserved and stored our premium I could severalize she was no stranger to experience off the land. pin was upon us and I shot an elk so we would experience meat for the winter. We also found that we could catch fish from the big river and we dried them in the fall sun. One day it was fairly insect and the next day it was really cold. Then it snowed. We huddled inside our shack and cuddled in the blanket. `` Where did you watch to dwell off the land ? '' I asked her. `` I was once married to a warrior. He was killed in the massacre that you rescued me from. We had not yet had a chance to sustain children. Sometimes I mourn for him. '' As the winter growled on the coke got heavier and so did she. By spring time, her belly was pooched out and she waddled when she walked. I thought it was kind of amusing but she could n't see the humor. `` You did this. Why are you laughing at me ? '' she angrily snapped. `` You 've got to eff that I love you. I think you are just pure and beautiful but you must take that you walk funny, '' I explained. I took her hand and led her back into our little theater. As I undressed her I noticed that her small tits were n't that little anymore. I sucked one into my mouth and her milk flowed freely from it and into me. It was sweet and light. `` Mmmm, '' I moaned. `` Do n't cease ! That feels so safe ! '' she hummed. I never got tired of suckling at her knocker. It was a huge treat out here in the wilderness. I slipped my cock into her kitty and we started doing what men and women do. She never got tired of fucking me. The longsighted I stayed with her the more I loved her. She started staying in the home more and more. I knew the time was near when we would experience a baby. One day as I entered the house I heard her gasp. A large pool of fluid was on the base between her peg. `` My clip is now ! '' she exclaimed. `` You 'll suffer to tell me what to do. I 've helped a couple of cows and a Equus caballus or two but I 've never done this with a woman, '' I confessed. `` It will be alright. Just treat me like a cow ! '' she grinned. I held her paw while she lay on the blanket and delivered our baby. She made me cut the corduroy with my hunting knife. I wrapped the infant in some old, plum linen and handed him to her. She smiled up at me and said, `` No pussy for you for a while. '' `` I do n't care as long as you and our son are okay. '' Six hebdomad later while Orville Corbin Jr. lay sleeping in his home made place of origin, she finally let me into her trunk. By that time I was so horny I could have fucked a American buffalo. I kissed her tenderly and felt her pussy. She grabbed my cock and gave it a few slight jerks. `` So a great deal for messing around. Put it in me now ! '' she ordered. I crawled in between her legs and let myself slide into her. She gave a little groan as I entered her. I stopped. `` No ! No ! You 're not going to pop me ! cling it all the way in. I want to be fucked ! '' In all the clip I had been with her I had never had a wilder drive than I had that night. `` You 're going to kill me with your pussy, '' I panted. `` At least you 'll die glad ! '' she responded. She puffed and puffed and finally gave her footling squeal. She came on my already dying tool. I could n't wait for her. She smiled triumphantly up at me .