13
WYATT
Our journey to the ranch had Emily sitting sideways across my lap. No wagon this time and I was enjoying this alternative immensely. Her ass rubbed and shifted against my c**k and she turned and eyed me with a wicked grin as she felt my hard c**k pressing against her. We both remained quiet, the events of the night before in my thoughts--and no doubt in Emily's as well--but with the sheriff riding beside us, it was not mentioned.
To say that I was smug this morning was an understatement. I'd given my wife so many orgasms that she'd passed out. I knew Emily was lusty and highly passionate, but even I had no idea she was so responsive. As the ranch came into view, I whispered in her ear. "There's no question in your mind that you belong to me."
She shook her head, her hair tickl
