She was wearing socks beneath the boots and these soon quickly joined the rest of her clothes. Lifting her feet to his mouth he kissed each of her toe...."I didn't know you had a foot fetish" Jasmine breathed."I don't," Saul smiled, "I have a Jasmine fetish."He clambered up onto the bed and again kissed her deeply, holding himself above her on his knees and elbows he slowly kissed from her lips to her cheek and down her neck. Jasmine rolled her head to her side giving him more room to go at. Saul. You couldn't blame the bartender, since he got a percentage of whatever the whore made; of course, she got to keep her tips for herself, but a whore rarely got tipped.Anyway, this was the night the crew from that ranch usually came to town, so the marshal felt that it behooved him to be on hand if trouble started. That ranch crew was an unruly bunch, so he couldn't be sure but what there would be trouble tonight.The expected troublemakers showed up a little after 7:30 PM. They just lined up at. Come over here and fuck my hot, tight asshole!" she said seductively. I never realized just how big my bedroom was until that moment. Time seemed to stand still as I walked over to her. But I got to the bed and crawled up from the foot of it to her getting close behind her. She reached under her with her "pussy hand" and took hold of my cock, gently guiding me to her glistening, slickened hole.She carefully rubbed the tip of my cock around her hole lubing me up a bit as well as getting her. Yeah I did get that impression. I thought you were maybe hisdaughter or something and just came along for the ride." Oh sweetie you're as precious as your outfit. I am here for the meetingjust like Sam." She said as she held up her backpack for me to see. "Ijust need a place to take a quick shower and get changed out of thisuniform. So tell ya what I'll use the small bath off the kitchen and letSam here have the bedroom. If I know Sam it will take him half the nightto get ready anyway, even.