Six weeks after he'd signed up at the Federal Building, he'd boarded an airplane, and then some whirlwind period of training had happened. He was pret...y sure he hadn't learned anything substantial. Instead, he learned what the Border Patrol expected of him, which wasn't much.For the next year or so, he was paired with a journeyman Patrol Agent, a GS-9 who made it clear Osvaldo was lower than shit on the ocean floor in the grand scheme of things. He made Osvaldo carry everything, drive. Only a small length of the bolt was left to stick out of the man's back, so it was not easily noticed. More catcalls and laughter ensued as the man was accused of sleeping on the job. When there was no reaction from either of the two objects of ridicule, the other three Indians guided their horses toward where their fellows were lying.They had just realized that the two men were dead when bolts found two more of the warriors. One was killed, outright, and the other was seriously wounded with a. I shifted the baby to my left arm and adjusted my stiffening cock in my sweatpants."Are you going to rub one out right there in your pants?" Julie asked.I startled a bit and then said, "No hon, I was just afraid you were going to drop the baby while you slept." And protecting the baby required you to stare at my boob for two minutes while you played with yourself?" she asked.I stammered indignantly, "First off, I did no such thing and certainly not for two minutes. Second, ..."Then she started. I breathed hard into her mouth, my breasts flat against her back, my cock finding new depths within her tightest channel, the forbidden pleasure radiating through her rectum, churning in her bowels. Her arms strained in their straightened position, her hands white with pressure above the cuffs. She sounded exerted tones of sexual suffering, staring wondrously up at me. “Can I come?” She squeaked, asking for my permission.“No.” I grinned. She whined, her body writhing beneath mine. She began.