The feud between the two women seemed to grow daily, and Jake Holloway, the owner and bartender of the Lucky Lady Saloon saw a way to make some money ...rom it. He proposed to the two women that they have a contest exclusively between those two principals. Jake was surprised at how readily the two women agreed, but they could not agree on the form of the contest.Jake racked his brain for a couple of minutes and suggested that the two women have a personal fuck-off. He suggested that each woman. From above us, there was a groan, Miss Cole used the key to adjust the tone of the device until she heard the Duchess whimper.“Well I think Nurse Rose is much more to my taste than this old bird,” she leered.I felt her hand under my uniform, she found the opening in my bloomers and invaded my privacy.This was too much, first Flora’s juices running down the engine and coating my hand. Next four virginal vulvas, each begging to be initiated into that love, which the Greek women of Lesbos shared. "Hey Ranna. Just checking to see if you are OK." said Rogesh.Ranna was still numb from last night. She had nearly lost her mind when Sandra had threatened to prostitute her to Ryan Costello. She felt her sanity was teetering on the very precipice of a bottomless pit. Then she saw the rope Sandra had tossed her. The rope's name was "Rogesh". The lifeline that had dangled before her was the young man whom her parents had admired and wanted for her. He was smart, sweet, loyal and even kind of. " One more smack and I come, dropping my ass back to the bed. His faces returns and rides my cunt as my hips buck and the warm bursts of ecstasy course through me. "Grazie, mio amore, you hurt me so good." When I feel another orgasm approach, I push his face away, roll over onto my elbows and knees, and say, "Now fuck me please, scopare tua piccola puttana." He gets on the bed on his knees behind me and pushes into my wet cunt. His cock feels large and hot, and my pussy has what it has been.