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both hands, her fingernails digging into his flesh.
    “Yes, yes,” she breathed and pumped up and down on his oil-slick cock.
    “Easy, or I’ll spill all I’ve got real quick,” he warned.
    She slowed down and rose and fell on his stalk while rocking back and forth gently atop his loins.
    Bonnie released her grip on his shoulders and just let her hands brace her as they flattened atop his blanket.
    He looked up and saw that her eyes were closed. He felt the pleasure of his embedded cock as it continued to swell and throb like some growing snake inside the moist hot cavern of her pussy.
    She pumped up and down and squirmed as she sought to have his engorged cock touch every fiber of her pussy.
    They both stopped for a moment as they heard a rustle of cloth and the scrape of a body on wood.
    Bonnie looked up, toward the wagon, and saw a white shape emerge from the back of the wagon.
    “Uh-oh,” she said.
    “What?” Slocum asked.
    “Renata,” Bonnie said. “She’s awake and I think she’s coming this way.”
    Slocum listened. He heard the pad of bare feet striking the ground.
    He smiled.
    “The more the merrier,” he said.
    Bonnie stiffened and slapped him lightly on the chin.
    Then she began to pump up and down with quick moves.
    The sound of padding feet grew louder as Renata ran over the ground. She hiked up her flannel nightgown and dashed toward Bonnie and Slocum as if on a mission of mercy.
    Bonnie’s eyes flared with starlight. They were wide open and her cheeks glistened with fresh sweat as she shivered with another orgasm.
    Slocum steeled himself to hold his seed.
    He knew there was more woman to be had, and he didn’t want to spend himself just then and miss the opportunity to pleasure Renata.

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    Renata rushed up to the two lovers and stared down at them. She huffed because she was slightly short of breath.
    “Well,” she said, “you two seem to be enjoying yourselves.”
    “Immensely,” Bonnie said.
    “You little traitor,” Renata hissed, “sneaking off like that and not waking me up.”
    “Want to join us?” Slocum said, a smile flickering on his lips.
    “How?” Renata asked as she squatted down next to Slocum’s bedroll.
    “You can take turns,” he said.
    “When I’m finished,” Bonnie said as she dropped once again on Slocum’s cock.
    “When will that be?” Renata asked.
    Bonnie didn’t answer, but gasped as still another orgasm rippled through her loins.
    Renata pulled her gown up over her head and tossed iton the ground. She stood naked, and Slocum saw the graceful curves of her body, the taut breasts, the jutting nipples, the dark thatch between her legs. Desire flooded him even as Bonnie fell against him, gasping with the pleasure of her climax.
    “Well?” Renata said. “Don’t I get a turn with Mr. Slocum?”
    Bonnie rose and looked at her naked friend.
    “Oh, I suppose so,” she said. “You’re wicked, Renata.”
    “Get off him,” Renata said and moved a step forward.
    Bonnie raised her buttocks and unimpaled herself from Slocum’s cock. She rolled off his belly and stood up on shaky legs.
    “Make it quick, Renata. I’ll want more. It’s been a long time.”
    “For both of us,” Renata said as she squatted, then threw a leg over Slocum’s loins and straddled him. Her hand felt around for his stalk and grabbed it as she lowered her thatched cunt to its throbbing swollen tip.
    “I’ve never watched before,” Bonnie said. “Do you mind, John?”
    “Not if it gives you pleasure,” he said.
    “We’ll see,” Bonnie said.
    Renata raised and lowered herself, plunging Slocum’s cock in and out of her steamy cunt. His flesh smacked against hers and Renata’s back arched as she felt the swollen member deep inside her pussy.
    “Oh, this is wonderful,” she said, more to herself than Slocum or Bonnie.
    “Have you come yet?” Bonnie asked.
    “Not yet. But I feel it. I really feel it.”
    Slocum thrust upward with his hips and drove deep inside