I reached over Mom's waist and held her body to me so she couldn't scoot away. She struggled a bit but Mom knew better than to hit me."Please! Don't d... this to me. I'm your mother," she whined."Right now I'm not doing anything. Just lying beside the most beautiful woman I know." I knew I couldn't get anywhere using flattery but it couldn't hurt either."Edward, please stop and think about your actions. You're liable to ruin your life and mine if you force me to- to have relations with you.". Like the cat that ate the canary."He had to laugh because in a sense she had hit the mark right on the head. He was feeling a little smug because he had tested his appearance on more than one "old hand" that day and found that he was able to blend in without any suspicion in the least. It was a comfort and a relief to him because any hint of recognition and he would be off with the hounds looking for some other hiding hole to scurry into hoping that his trail was free of curious parties.They. He laid the hardware on the counter and ordered the men to tell him what was going on.The loudmouth said, "A bunch of us over at the Long Horn saloon have decided that this here town would be better off ifen there weren't nobody here but us White folks. We're gonna drive everybody else out." But y'all can't do that. This here is Choctaw territory, an' they'er Injuns. What'er ya gonna do when they decide ta toss y'all out?" They can't do that ta us White folks! We'll fight 'em!" What y'all got,. Her pussy was as tight as a clam. With no pretence I began to piston in and out of her. Katia's body ached as my massive cock continued to rasp aganist her dry cuntwall. The pain stopped as I withdrew, Katia began to lower her legs, thankful it was over. I quickly flipped her and she was face down on the desk, her sore breast cooled by the wooden surface. Relief was short lived. The trickle of oil on her asshole warned her of what was to come.No! No! No! not there!, not my ass. I said No one.