Your hand goes to the other side of my head as you hover over me. Your lips meet mine as you grind deeply inside of me. My body shudders and presses a...ainst yours, begging for more. Your lips leave mine. Your hips slowly pull back and a moan escapes my lips. You lick your lips. I slightly open my eyes to look up at you watching me. You feel satisfaction knowing that I’m about to give you more and more moaning. More signs of pleasure. More reaction. You start a series of thrusts, but ever so. The green eyed redheaded big tittied hard fucking Chalta was just too tempting to be left to an asshole too lazy to even come fetch his own headache remedy. I wasn't shooting him, but I was sure he'd be just as dead soon and I was willing to take care of the poor widow.While I was in the medicine kit I popped a Percodan for myself. I wanted to be in good shape when Chalta made it back. Unfortunately Percodan did its job before pentobarbital could. My dick was harder than times in twenty-nine. There was an occasional musket shot from the house, but I was pretty sure that the men were just toying with the woman who would have been hard pressed to defend herself against a serious attack.I had gotten into the habit of carrying both of my sawed-off shotguns slung from my saddle horn, so I drew one of them and cocked both hammers. The way the men were carrying on, they never noticed me when I rode up at full speed. As it happened, I approached the first rider from behind, and it did not. Just as Frankie thought she was going to have time to recover, Dave pulled his fingers out, Chris got off her as Ian appeared, picked her up, put her on all fours and with her pussy still twitching and pulsing he thrust his cock straight into her, Frankie didn’t have time think before he started his thrusting, she tried to ride him back but her pussy was still throbbing and she was struggling to get her rhythm, but Ian wasn’t letting up as he pounded in and out of her hitting her very swollen.