When Gloria at last rolled off Logan, it was nearly time for them to visit the village and get the meal he had bargained for.
'I wouldn't have believed it yesterday,' she said as she stood up and dressed, 'but right now a hot meal doesn't sound all that good! I really think I'd almost as soon stay here and do all these things some more!'
'There'll be plenty of time for all this later on,' he told her. 'It's going to be a while before we get to where we're going. You'll be able to get most of that out of your system.'
'I'll never get it out of my system!' she retorted. 'I don't think I'll ever be able to look at you again without thinking about the way I felt when you ran that… that cock of yours up me! Or when I had it in my mouth, or the way you were doing me with your mouth and tongue!'
'That's good,' he said. 'I reckon you won't hardly see me but what you have a nice feeling, then.'
'Tell me, Mr. Logan, or may I call you Dickr* I guess I can; we're certainly intimate enough! Tell me, Dick, surely you've been with… well, with women who take pay for doing all this?'
'Yep, I've spent more'n a little money on them fillies,' he admitted. 'Why?'
'I was just wondering about it,' she said. 'It's a different life and I know nothing about it. Will they… really do anything for money? Or let the man do anything for money.''
'Sure as there's a sun,' he said. 'Anywhere that old tool'll fit, they'll put it there for the right fee.'
'You've said something like that before,' she mused as they caught up their horses and began to saddle them. 'Anywhere it would fit, I mean. But haven't we pretty well covered the field? I mean, you've had it in my cunt and in my mouth; what else is there?'
'Well, you got another hole between your legs,' he reminded her. 'Some women, they take to having it there right well.'
Gloria paused, stiffened into immobility by his words. A chill ran over her body when she considered having a man's prick in her asshole. She had never explored that opening's sensual potentialities, not even to the point of putting a finger into it, but Logan's words sent tremors running over her body.
'And there's some that likes to get the rod between their boobies,' he continued. 'I heard of one feller in San Antonio what liked to work it in and out of a woman's armpit. And then a girl can always jerk a guy off. You know, do it with her hand.'
'Ahh, there's a whole world of lewdness waiting for me!' Gloria exclaimed. 'I've thought of that; the hand part, I mean. There's something about the idea of a man's come shooting out onto my body, drenching me with that hot cream, that's always made me absolutely wild inside!'
'Ran across a girl like that up in the Tetons once,' he grunted. 'I was helping out with a hunting party; some wild Englishman. His wife was that way-she loved to hump along for a while and then when it was time for the finish she'd have you pull out and she'd end it with her hand. Really went wild when it was shooting all over her tits and belly!'
'Someday you're going to have to tell me about all the women you've fucked and sucked,' Gloria said. 'I love hearing about things like that!'
'Sounds like you might be cut from the same pattern as that English woman,' Logan observed. 'She was something! A countess, I think it was; some kind of title anyway. She had it fixed up with her maid so that they could take turn about with their men-one watching and the other under the gun, you might say. Seemed to make 'em both all the hotter!'
'What? You mean they both shared a lover?'
'Something like that,' Logan said. 'Lady Evans, that was her name, she'd get on me and ride a while and then she'd get off so that Kathleen, her maid, could have a lick and a suck. Or maybe it'd be the other way around. And when they wore me down they'd take in after each other! Ever time I'd pop one off in that Kathleen's cunt - and a right hot little thing she was!-that Lady Evans, she'd be right there to lick it out of her!'
'My God, licking a man's come from another woman's cunt!' Gloria whispered. 'I wouldn't have believed that people could do such things!'
'I don't know that I'd recommend it for everybody,' Logan said, 'but they seemed to take to it well enough. They weren't a bit jealous about any of it.'
Gloria silently mounted and followed him into the town. The description of Lady Evans's lascivious appetites stirred her powerfully and she tried to visualize them being worked out in practice.
'Do women very often do things like thatr1' she asked. 'To each other, I mean?'
'Oh, I reckon a fair number of 'em do.' he replied. 'The girls in the whorehouses, they're real bad about it. Kinda odd; they make their living by screwing men but like as not when they really want something good they 11 take another woman. Or maybe it's just the change of pace, I don't know. They'll get in there and suck each other off, or maybe use some little gadget shaped something like what a man's got between his legs. Either way, they'll fair ruffle the sheets!'
'I can see that I'm going to get an education if I stay with you very long,' she said, giving him a warm smile. 'And I guess that s going to be quite a while!'
'I don't know,' he told her. 'I've been thinking about that. Seems to me that we ought to be able to head right up the south bank of the river towards Presidio. That's a little town seventy, a hundred miles upriver. Fort Leaton's right across the river; I could drop you off there and you could get a stage up to Fort Davis or one of them towns up that way. That might be a lot safer and it'd sure be easier riding. The way we're going, it'll be straight across country and some of it's going to be rough.'
'Well, whatever you think is best,' she agreed. 'But no matter how rough the country is, being with you will make up for almost any of it!'
They rode into Boquillas and found the adobe hut where Logan had bargained for a meal. The lady ladled them out big plates full of barbecued goat meat, beans and rice, handed them a platter of hot tortillas and gestured to a rude bench. Carrying their dishes over, they set to work and cleaned them in short order. Both accepted second helpings and again cleaned their plates. Logan settled his accounts with the lady, adding enough to cover a bottle of homemade mescal, and walked back to Gloria.
'This'11 be good for cold mornings,' he said, brandishing the yellowish liquid. 'Now, we'll go over and see that man that's getting the jerky and pinole together- he's supposed to be rustling up something that you could wear instead of that dress while you're riding.'
They found the man and he said that he would not have collected enough meat and meal before the next morning. He did, however, bring out a shirt and a pair of rough miner's trousers which looked as though they might fit Gloria. She accepted them gratefully and they headed back to camp.
'All that for one of them old rifles I took off that Indian,' he told her.
'You're a bargain hunter,' she agreed.
When they got back to their camp, an hour before total darkness, only one thing was on their minds. They looked at each other, saw the excitement and quickly began undressing. Gloria flung off her blouse and skirt, bent down to unfasten her shoes and removed them, along with her stockings.
'Where's that mirror.''' she asked when she was completely naked. 'Can we use it this time.' I'd love to be able to see all that happens down there!'
Logan grinned and went over to his saddlebags as soon as he had undressed. Gloria watched the big cock, already stiff and dark with lusty fever, swing to and fro as he walked; the sight made her pussy's lips moisten and swell until they seemed almost ready to drop off.
'How do we do it.'' she eagerly asked when he had brought out the mirror and had dusted it off. 'How do you want me to be.''
Uh, get down on the blanket and lay on your side, he told her. 'Yeah, the left side, like that. Now pull your knees way up high, as far as you can. That s the way; now I'll just scoot here beside you and snuggle up close. Now open your legs up a little and hold that mirror down so you can get a sight of your pussy!'
Gloria did as she was told. Logan's cock, fully grown and burning with heat, nestled against her ass as she opened her thighs and held the mirror down. She gasped with surprised delight when she saw her own pussy. The thick-lipped slit, dark and angry with sensual arousal, glared at her, framed by a dark, curling beard. It was the first time she had ever looked at her pussy with sexual intent and the sight immediately set her blood boiling with desire. She fingered the opening with her free hand, working the lips this way and that, and shivered as her fingers delivered additional shocks of stimulation to her nervous system.
'Yeah, you like to look at it,' Logan chortled. 'And now, I'll just stick my old cock up there and you'll have
