His tongue wetly toured my open snatch. I used my hands to guide him to my pleasure pearl. His initial tentative touch became more confident as my bod... responded positively to the strum of his tongue. I soared beneath his mouth, his head gripped firmly by my hands, my pussy mashed against his lips. As I returned to reality I drew him upwards over my body. His knob snagged then engaged in the throat of my cunt. My legs crossed behind his backside encouraged him to thrust. His hard prick. “This is how I want to be when you take me, sweetheart, while I’m riding Maria’s pretty face.”That sounded like a plan to me.Frocked out in all our best duds, Belle and I arrived at the Marshal’s office at ten the next morning. The U.S. Marshal for the New Mexico Territory and West Texas was the legendary Jeremiah Dwayne (J. D.) Cahill. As we sat in his waiting room while the Marshal dispensed with some court business, I wondered what Cahill would think about the way John Wayne portrayed him in. "Hector and Mary approached the stage to meet the M.C. and receive their prize. "Hector, Mary you have the most original and really, the most complicated costumes I have ever seen. Can you tell us about yourselves and about your costumes?" My father is an engineer with Boeing. Mary and I built our costumes as part of our high school science project with my dad's help. We plan to go to MIT to study engineering, "replied Hector.The M.C. asked "Would you like to remove your costumes and get more. I had just finished college and was desperately looking for a job. College had not been an easy undertaking. I was from a small town and had to move to a city to attend. I went to class during day and worked evenings as a waitress. It wasn’t enough to pay my way. I didn’t want to saddle myself through too much debt. Eventually through a friend I found another job as a cocktail waitress at a club. The money was not much better. I was chubby when I started college. Being perpetually out of money.