They did think that it was strange fer him to be behind the killin' of Mr. Williams. It looked like I needed to make another trip into Cheyenne to see...what I might find out about this strange goin's on.That evenin', Miz. Emily sat on the veranda swing with me and, this time, held on to my hand fer the whole three hours. Shit, at this rate, I was gonna need to visit that there Social Club the next time I was in Cheyenne! Whores aside, I probably could git some good information ifen I stopped in. ”“Maggie Meredith,” she acknowledged. She took the proffered quarter and set up the next game.Calling her shots, Trish wiped Maggie out in a straight run of nine balls. Staring wide-eyed, Maggie fished out another quarter and butted ahead of the line. The manager inexplicably allowed the rematch and smiled when Jan took Trish’s cue stick. Once again, Maggie was routed, nine straight.“You’ve just been had, kid,” the manager laughed. “These two are the school champs, and you have just been. Then she would take her son's cock in her mouth and suck him with all her love and devotion.Usually Kevin ejaculated in minutes but sometimes he asked her to spread her anus and cum in her while she stood naked and bent over outside her car.Some days, when Linda was away, Kim would fuck her son in his bed. The mother and son played their lusty sex games till they both came but Kim always knew her place. She was her son's cum sponge and her only goal was to make him cum. Today was no different.. And to answer my offer, they gave me their own bet.Apparently there was a local 'bikini wrestling' tournament coming up, complete with a cash prize. It had a strict set of rules: no biting, scratching, or any blows to the face. Obviously violent stuff like broken limbs and eye-gouging were banned too, of course. Seems like the organizers of this tournament wanted the participants to look pretty while they kicked each other's asses, with good reason too. When the tournament started, each match.