Instead he drew one of his new pistols and fired at a retreating horseman. The man fell with a bullet in his back, but that was the end of the shootin.... Every living horseman was now out of range and riding as fast as he could go toward home.One of the downed horses had to be dispatched by a shot from Jason's pistol, but none of the rest, man or beast, was still alive. At close range in volley fire, those shotguns were pure murder! Three of the dead horses wore the Bar B Bar brand and the. I sent one of the warehousemen to get pizzas and drinks and we restarted the count. If the store personnel couple of women and two men would have stayed if they knew the store was providing super for the warehouse supervisor a Mexican named Marcos and two black men Franklin and Jamal. Jamal was sent to get supper. After 45 minutes with the inventory recount going well pizzas and drinks arrive and we broke for dinner. The crew was having fun at dinner and the conversations moved around to me. And it's not just whites either. We blacks often judge each other based on our skin tones as well. Thus the more I cover up, the better I feel about it. I'll risk getting darker arms and my face getting some more color, but I'm going to hide as much as I can. Besides, as a gorgeous black girl, I know I've got more to show off with this wonderful booty than with a temporary tan."Alex just shook his head at that. While he could see the sense in it, he had trouble agreeing with it. At least he'd. .” and her legs fell further apart. Her hands on my head urged me onward. I moved tongue in a circular fashion on pussy lips, which brought more pleasures to Sony. Soon I was bold enough to run the tip of my tongue around her vagina just pushing on the edge. Then I worked up to the base of her clitoris. It just peeked out from the lips with a pink tip. I tongued the base on the left first, then over to the right. Then I tried circling the base. Her clitoris began to twitch, her hands were.