While this lady was cute, she didn’t have the sexy body and MILF attraction of his mom. Then he spotted her, up on the top row. Perfect. Mark ducked...his head, hoping he wouldn’t be recognized. He made it to the top row without his mom calling his name. The anticipation of what was to come had swollen Mark’s cock to a rock hard mass inside his pants. He slowly lowered his zipper to release it. His cock stuck straight out from his pants, long and hard. Facing the back row of seats, Mark began. Nevertheless, the fantasies still continued. My wife Linda is a very beautiful woman. In fact, one of the things that initially attracted me to her was projecting myself into her feminine image. I've never told her or anyone else about my fantasies for fear of losing everything. It's just something that I've experienced privately. We've been married for ten years now. There are no children, a joint decision, and we live a comfortable life. A few weeks ago, I couldn't take it. We order round after round for what seemed like hours just enjoying the afternoon Sun. My wife informed me that she was going to find a bathroom. She slowly spun around on her bar stool spreading her legs as she did. She gave me a slight grin and with her right hand grabbed her sundress at her knee and pulled if up to her waist as she stood up showing me her freshly shaved pussy. Her grin evident that she wanted to show me that she was not wearing any panties today, in fact not at all on this. The driver, the guard, and a passenger were shooting at the Comanches as they road around the coach, shooting at it. As I watched, one of the Comanches got off a lucky shot and hit the guard. I was too far away to tell where he had been hit, but he was sure out of action.The Indians were going to have a problem hitting anything while riding their horses at full speed, but one of them had just proved that it was possible. I thought that I might break up the party if I could catch the Indians by.