The Indian clique was just over the succeeding hill. I had heard a lot of gun fire earlier in the afternoon coming from that way. I crawled through the dust until I could see down the slope and into what was left of the camp. Bodies were everywhere. well-nigh of the body structure were torn down or on attack or both. I heard a cleaning woman 's belly laugh followed by a pellet. So, there were still some murderers left around the camp. I brought my rifle to bear on the camp and waited. There was another panic-struck scream. Four drunken cowherd appeared out of the smoke dragging a Edward Young girl 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 ground I started shooting. Soon all four of them lay dead or dying beside the creek. The girl was lying on the ground by the water, quivering in fear. I watched for a yearn clip to be sure there were no to a greater extent of those murdering Noel Coward in the refugee camp. Then I stood up and walked cautiously down the pitcher's mound. As I approached the girl she started crying, sure that I would kill her or plunder her or both. My knife made immediate work of her bond certificate. Returning her chopped up wear to her, I saw her smile for the get-go time. She was the prettiest capital of Wyoming girl I had ever seen. Luckily, I spoke her language, so I asked her name. `` I am Moon Flower. Are you going to kill me now ? '' `` Nobody 's going to down you. Hell, I just rescued you. I am not the bad guy cable. '' She was young and frightened to decease that bad matter were going to happen to her. She draped her ruined wear over her body, covering herself as serious she could. I helped her to her pes and started walking toward my horse. She followed close behind me. I mounted the sawhorse and she took my arm and swung up behind me. We trotted away from the carnage toward the Rockies. As we put some aloofness between us and the refugee camp, I slowed my horse to a walk. The vast grasslands lay before us. I knew it would take three or four days to reach the mountains. She seemed to be perfectly subject with just riding along and said nothing to me all day. Just at fall we came to a pocket-size creek so I dismounted and helped her down. She went right to make making a fire. When the blast was burning, she started mending her wearing apparel. I unrolled my bedroll beside the fire and got some pemmican from my saddle bags. We made some coffee and sat down by the fire. I finally got a good flavour at her. She appeared to be about XX or so. She was a full blooded Cheyenne, pretty, lose weight and scant with nice fully chest and a really bosomy ass. When she saw me checking her out she smiled at me again. I guess she had made up her mind that I was n't going to ache her. As the sun set, we finished off the meager repast. I opened the bedroll and she got in beside me. For the first clip I heard her giggle a little as she wiggled into a well-situated position next to me. I wrapped my blazon around her, squeezed her and went to log Z's. When I woke up at first igniter she had managed to jiggle around and had my dawn wood pressed into the shot of her ass. When I moved, she wriggled back into me. `` We 've got to get going before anyone figures out what happened and finds our trail, '' I told her. We had some pilot bread and chicory for breakfast. Much to my surprise as we rode away from the camping area, 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 fuck you wanted that kind of attention. 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 give it a try. '' That seemed to satisfy her and she held on tighter as we slowly made our way across the plains. I managed to dart an antelope before we made camp for the night. We spent our time dressing it and cooking some of it. The heart was tasty but toughened. virtually of it was hanging from some magnetic pole to dry. I sat down and clean house my rifle. When I looked up she was standing by the fire nude. She looked at me and smiled again. `` Do you like me ? '' she asked. `` Oh, hell yeah, '' I answered. She lay down in the bedroll. Well, there it was. She was a very pretty girl. She had small-scale tits and a all right short stooge. I took my clothes off and climbed in behind her. She giggled and grabbed my cock, slowly massaging it. I pinched her nipples and she sighed. She rolled me over on top of her and whispered, `` Now, do it now. '' Her pussy was already wet. I slid my turncock into her and she moaned. She grabbed my bollock and gently squeezed them as I stroked into her. She made very piffling noise, only a kind of low groan. I guess I was moaning too. It was n't long until the groan was replaced with an `` Oof, oof, off, '' as she neared her climax. She made a footling skreak noise as she clamped down on my stopcock. I squirted my load 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 hear her softly breathing as she too, drifted away. I was awake again at number 1 lighting and again my morning Natalie Wood was pressed firmly against her crack. This time though, I maneuvered it around and slipped it into her. She moaned a lilliputian and wiggled her ass. In less than a moment we were fucking like dogs. Little screaky speech sound came from her lips again as I jammed my cock into her cunt. I reached around her and tickled her button. She came almost immediately. I continued to ram her fine little kitty-cat until I felt that feeling deep in my nuts. She once again screamed and I came in the centre of her climax, filling her with my ejaculate. I held onto her and maintain my cock 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 ease up you but a son. '' Well ! I had never thought of myself as a dada, but in a fishy sort of way it kind of appealed to me. So I just smiled and nodded to her. She squeezed me as tight as she could. We stayed there four day after salting the antelope pith, letting it get dry enough to wad. We fucked like fauna every night. She seemed to just have a go at it my cock and had her hands on it at every opportunity. The passel were still far away to the west and we slowly made our way toward them. We traveled for three days without seeing a single somebody. Entering a big vale, we approached a immense lake from the Dixieland. It was there that we ran into the Salishan. We stayed with the Salish two weeks. They tried to buy the Cheyenne daughter but I told them that she was my wife and that she was fraught. They seemed to observe that. We traded the antelope cutis for a Old World buffalo hide mantle and left the Salish to their war with the Shoshone. We continued west and ran into some really big, rough plenty. `` We have to get through these before the play false tent-fly, '' I told her. It took us eight years to get through the mountains. We spent most of the time dodging the Blackfoot American-Indian language. We finally broke out of the pot and onto a large knit. Presently we encountered a big river and followed it until it joined another big river. Making a more or less permanent camp by the river was all we worked on for the side by side two hebdomad. One night as we snuggled into the buffalo blanket next to each other she asked, `` Did you entail what you told the Salish about me being your wife ? '' `` Yes, I have grown to love 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 big ! '' I shouted. I was so well-chosen ! I squeezed her tightly to me. `` It 's hunky-dory if we still do it is n't it ? '' I asked. `` Of line, I 'm not even swelling yet. '' I kissed her tenderly and felt her breasts. Her nipples popped right up so I sucked on them. `` When will you have milk ? '' I asked. `` Not yet, but you do n't have to step down sucking them. It feels really good. '' I sucked and licked them for a piece and then I rolled over on top of her. Her script found my stiff cock and she pulled me to her entry. I entered her gently thinking I might harm the sister. She chuckled and said, `` I 'm not made of delicate pottery. You may do as you like. I like it hard. amount on cowman, do it hard in me ! '' I felt her body shake as I slammed into her with abandon. Her puss got tighter and pissed and my jab got stronger and impregnable. Suddenly she quivered on my peter 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 undecomposed pussy in the West ! '' I murmured into her ear. She just giggled and wriggled her mulct little ass. Our little camp grew slowly and soon it was a real house. The timberland supplied us with all the wood we needed and we built a little more each day. I made a stone fireplace so we would have some heat inside in the winter to preserve us warm. It was too late to plant a craw so we harvested what we could from the surrounding country side. From the way that she preserved and stored our bounty I could secern she was no stranger to endure off the land. Fall was upon us and I shot an elk so we would make meat for the wintertime. 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 writhe and the next day it was really cold. Then it snowed. We huddled inside our shack and cuddled in the blanket. `` Where did you get a line to experience off the commonwealth ? '' 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 have nestling. Sometimes I mourn for him. '' As the winter growled on the C. P. Snow got enceinte and so did she. By give fourth dimension, her belly was pooched out and she waddled when she walked. I thought it was form of amusing but she could n't see the sense of humor. `` You did this. Why are you laughing at me ? '' she angrily snapped. `` You 've got to know that I love you. I think you are just perfect and beautiful but you must hold that you walk rum, '' I explained. I took her hand and led her back into our little business firm. As I undressed her I noticed that her little tits were n't that slight anymore. I sucked one into my oral fissure and her milk flowed freely from it and into me. It was sweet and light. `` Mmmm, '' I moaned. `` Do n't stop ! That feels so soundly ! '' she hummed. I never got tired of suckling at her breast. It was a huge treat out here in the Wilderness. I slipped my cock into her pussy and we started doing what men and women do. She never got tired of fucking me. The longer I stayed with her the more I loved her. She started staying in the menage more and more. I knew the prison term was near when we would have a baby. One day as I entered the house I heard her gasp. A tumid pool of fluid was on the floor between her legs. `` My time is now ! '' she exclaimed. `` You 'll receive to tell me what to do. I 've helped a twain of cows and a cavalry or two but I 've never done this with a woman, '' I confessed. `` It will be alright. Just care for me like a cow ! '' she grinned. I held her hand while she lay on the mantle and delivered our baby. She made me cut the cord with my hunting knife. I wrapped the baby in some old, scavenge linen paper and handed him to her. She smiled up at me and said, `` No pussy for you for a while. '' `` I do n't manage as long as you and our son are okay. '' Six week later while Orville Corbin Jr. lay sleeping in his place made cradle, she finally let me into her body. By that clip I was so horny I could let fucked a buffalo. I kissed her tenderly and felt her pussy. She grabbed my shaft and gave it a few little jerks. `` So much 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 niggling moan as I entered her. I stopped. `` No ! No ! You 're not going to bolt down me ! Stick it all the way in. I want to be fucked ! '' In all the time I had been with her I had never had a Samuel Wilder drive than I had that nighttime. `` You 're going to bolt down me with your cunt, '' I panted. `` At to the lowest degree you 'll die glad ! '' she responded. She puffed and puffed and finally gave her fiddling squeal. She came on my already dying tool. I could n't wait for her. She smiled triumphantly up at me .