He was the first one that I had shot, and his face was one bloody mass of chopped up meat. Several of the shot had penetrated his eyes and must have k...lled him while he was still sitting in the saddle. I was not surprised because that had been nearly a straight-on shot to his face. We would have to find his horse to know whether or not he would have to be put down.We wrapped the dead man's head in his shirt and pitched him into the luggage boot of the stagecoach. The next man was in similar. He shut his eyes and gritted his teeth. He wanted to grab her hips and slam home, he knew that she wanted him to. He wasn’t ready for that. He wanted to take her slow, savor the sensation. ‘How can you have such a tight pussy?’ ‘I don’t know.’ She shoved back with her entire body, swallowing half of his dick in a way that made them both cry out, his a deep, growling epithet, hers a long squeal. He slapped her ass. ‘I’m doing the fucking, bitch.’ She did it again. He smacked her again, in the. Ek din kya hua ki barish ho rahi thi aur o apni baal dhoye the to sukhane keliye shup nahin the to o fan per to beith ke apni baal sikha rahe the.Kya kahun yaar khule baal pe o kya lagrahe the.O mujhe nahin dekha the main wohan hunn o apni saree ko thik se nahin pehene the aur unke boobs dikhai de raha tha.Eksub bada bada phula hua sa.Mera to muthi marne ko man kiyeto main unke pass wale kamre ko chala gaya aur chhupke se unhe dekhkar muthi marne ja raha tha ki chichi ne mujeh bulai aur kaha ki. No, I wasn't about to do that. I realised that any relationship I had with Lisa would have to be more secret than even dad's work.The following day at school was hard. I found myself wanting to be with Lisa all the time but we had agreed that we should have little contact with each other at school to avoid any rumours spreading. I kept seeing her glance at me though as much as I did at her, and every now and then our eyes would meet and we would smile at each other if nobody was looking. We had.