He was big and muscular with narrow hips and broad shoulders. I loved kissing his full lips and the feel of his big hands on my ass and breasts. He pi...ked me up and ravaged my lips, neck and breasts.He laid me on the bed and began to lick my pussy with his expert tongue. I could feel my juices dripping into his eager mouth. He scooted me to the head of the bed, spread my legs and pushed my knees back to my ears. He stood up on the bed, crouched a little and bent over me starting the process of. Laura caught my eye several times on this slow parade and, as she held my gaze, she took down the hood. She had placed curly, goat-like horns on her head, carefully sculpting her hair around them to look as natural as they could.“There’s our succubus!” Alma shouted over the noise of the crowd and the music. Turning to me, she said, “She dresses as that or a vampire every year. I just love her.”Yeah, me too.Laura had put the finishing touches on her face as well. Her skin appeared nearly white,. - Yes, I replied, closing my eyes again.I waited a few more moments, I was enjoying that impasse, without saying anything I started looking at Vasco, very good to be 50 years old, stiff, muscular, with some belly but not much, that body announced experience and hardness.I went straight with my mouth to his cock, held it with one hand and started to lick my head. He just said "wow Sissi" and put a hand on my back, that touch rough. I continued the brooch, put the glans in my mouth, sucked it. "Well, don't jus' stand there, John Manning! Git me some clean towels ta use ta stop the bleeding!"Manning turned to the bartender, who was standing and peering over the bar to see what was going on, now that the woman was not likely to shoot him. "Harold, give me a clean towel fer the marshal's head." Taking the proffered towel, Manning handed it to Mrs. Simmons, who pushed the flap of torn scalp back into place and used the towel to apply pressure to the wound. He turned back to the bartender.