Apni malkin ki chut or ai chat rahi thiFir bhabi ne muje apni penty utare ke bola to mane kud ki penty nikal di bhabi eri gori chikni chut ke dekte hi...khus ho gai or haat fira kar boli woooow mwri nand randi kiya mast chut hai tuje to koi bi chod dega sali is sexy chut ko aaj mai kha hi jaugi or mai sarma gai or bhabi malkin ne muje deka or kha randi kase sarma rahi hai sali bhosdi ki or fir bhabi ne kud ki penty utarne ko bola to mane unki utar di or unki chut deka ek dam fuli hui lal chut. "It's got a special creamer in it." He busted in laughter."You fucker!" I spit out the coffee in my mouth and threw the half-cup steaming cup at him.He looked down at his soaked trousers and said, "It was worth it, I got you good that time."Fucking freaking breast milk in my coffee, I hoped this wasn't an indication of how the rest of my day would turn out. Then I had a thought, where does this guy work, if his job entailed the process of money then we might have a lead."Gris, you stupid. Hetried t'shoot me." I remember. And if he showed up at that stage depot and pulled a gunon you _there_, he'd likely ruin any chance we have of those WellsFargo men backing up your story."She sighed in resignation. "You're right about that. I'm gonna have ahard enough time getting them to admit what I done." True enough, but let's deal with the immediate problem, SheriffWhyte."Jessie hesitated for a moment before she nodded in agreement. Theyretrieved their horses and led them back through. Her shoulders rolled and pushed her elbows and hands down to slide her nude, slippery body through the mud. Her thighs tightened as the soil passed down her stomach and urged pelvis into the earth causing her back to arch.Her breasts lifted from the dirt covered in mud, just as quickly as they rose, she was crashing them down hard again to repeat the action and enjoy the feeling between her legs again and again, faster and faster.She was racing forward, running out of breath, twisting and.