I ain’t coming back and be killed, knowing I’m wrong in what I’m doing.”When the cavalrymen had saddled up and mounted, Willis stopped them.�...You men go out and pick up the others. If you can’t get Lieutenant DeBona down, just tell Lieutenant McClanahan where he is,” he told them.“Willis, what do you think will happen when they get back?” Eli asked as they stood watching the men ride off.“I figure Lieutenant McClanahan will ride out here to see you, Marshal.”“You think he’ll come with his mind. "Here, allow me, Bacchus. I got this."Sure enough, Desiree's sweet lips took over from my ebony fellator. As I soon as I realized that she still wanted the taste of my amber fluid, I let out my golden stream and she drank it like it was nectar, almost. I was still a little uneasy about her recent kink for it, but I hope that it would pass in time. When Des sensed that I was empty, she got up and spat it out in the bathroom, not wishing to swallow it, of course. Then I heard her wash her mouth. And by this point, I had already had several mild orgasms. So, in other words, I had already gotten so turned-on, that the idea of me having more of Dad's sperm in my pussy excited me like you wouldn't believe." "Oh, I'm pretty sure that I'd believe it--" Lisa tried to interject, but was cut off by Jan."And that's when I felt like such a slut. I didn't even care whether Dad got me pregnant or not. I just wanted more sperm in my pussy."And while he was humping away, I whispered in Dad's ear, and. He watched himself fill Emily again and again, all the while listening to her pleasure sounds. She was wild with wanting, fingers clawing at the bedsheets while her hips curled up to meet him. Josh could feel her nearing climax, as sure as he could feel his own tightening, tingling release. “Jesus fucking... Josh!” Emily cried. Her body went stiff around him, her lovely little hole gripping him in rippling spasms that felt like they were sucking his very soul out through the tiny slit of his.