The Henry was virtually obsolete by this time, but the bullets would still kill a man if he was not very lucky. Okay, I figured that this guy was just...being antisocial, but I wondered at the reason for his attitude. I still was not close enough to him to see his face well enough for recognition, but I was pretty sure by now that he was some kind of outlaw. Otherwise, why would he keep shooting at me?I was kind of pissed off by now, so I cleared the safety on my shotgun and aimed for the man’s. In my mind images of mom naked, mom and dad having sex, started flashing like a slide show. And I started stroking my cock in rhythm with the images. After a while I had replace dad in those images and I was fucking mom. I was stroking her ass and squeezing it. I could vividly see my cock going in and out of her pussy ... Oh, that juicy pussy, in and out I went, in the beginning with slow deliberate strokes and soon I was overwhelmed with the feelings, that I was pumping her like a machine. At. Ginger said here Megan I got a drink for you. Megan asked what it was Ginger said it's called an orgasm. Ginger and I asked Megan would you like to come home with us. Megan said what do you have for me. Ginger said what about these and pulled out her boobs. Megan said I am in so they started home. I was driving so Ginger and Megan was in the back seat. They barely got into the car before their dresses and bras were off and they were sucking there each other's Titties. I could barely keep her. Thank you for earlier. Seeing her sitting there fully exposed to me was a sight to behold. The outline of her breasts slightly hanging on her small frame. The smoothness of her belly and skin…and the small landing strip of pubic hair got my cock to start stirring again.I pointed to the direction of my cock and she nodded in anticipation. “Well, we’ll have to do something about that now won’t we.” She got up from her chair and came over to mine and pulled shorts to the side and exposed my.