"Am I? Gosh, I didn't mean to. How am I distracting you?"Ed rolled his eyes. "You know very well how." No, I really don't," Dahlia replied, trying to ...ook innocent, though the twinkling in her eyes gave her away."Fine, I'll spell it out. You're distracting me with your womanly wiles." Oh, that!" Yes, that."Dahlia shrugged. "You call it cheating, and I call it levelling the playing field." Good girl," Veronica praised from a nearby fold out chair, looking up from her crossword puzzle. Next to. My gagging again subsided and I laid back, slacken and defeated, watching the repeated approach and retreat of his pubic region. He was now fully on top of my head, his body centered directly over me as he continued thrusting unabated. I can only imagine what it must of looked like from a distance. A boy releasing years of frustration and anger by essentially forcing his way into his best friend’s mouth. There was nothing I could do to stop him, his power and aggression had completely. Dixie and her followers knew it was a chore they could not ignore in safety any longer. That den of rattlesnakes needed to be stomped and they needed to be stomped before they multiplied in the dark corners of the open range.They rode out single file silent in the dying rays of the setting sun.The young female sheriff was conflicted because she knew this would be a violent conclusion to a violent chapter in the battle between the cattle barons of the open ranges and the families of the. Then something quite remarkable happened. Something that had a lasting impression on me. Elizabeth casually crossed her legs revealing an impressive expanse of thigh, stockings and a neat pair of white knickers. It only lasted for a second, but it was delicious. Elizabeth carried on talking, apparently oblivious to the little treat she had given me. I wanted to see her knickers again, but the chance did not come up. I kept wondering if it was an accident or whether Elizabeth had intended to.