Is it normal and up-to-standard of me? I do not care. Who is one hundred per cent normal and faultless in this world of ours? No one at all; come hell...or high water."Shit," Stian puts this into words in my ears, murmuring softly to be precise. I am keen on it whenever he nibbles and gnaws into ear. I all the time adore it; and this, merged and combined with the fingering and sweeping up of his fingers inside my pussy—it is just plain twofold and two-times bliss and delight indeed. Uhhhh! I. Ooslert had died while we were at the jail. We stuck the weapons we had piled on the bar into our belts and dragged Ooslert to the jail by his feet. We threw his body into another cell and tried to figure what to do next.We had to wait a week for the marshal to show up. We ate our meals by breaking into a restaurant and cooking for ourselves and our prisoners. We figured to pay for the food when the restaurant owner finally showed up.The marshal came into his office and was surprised to see us. Seated high on the second Conestoga's seat was Jim Kirklin."By the way folks, I've hired Jim here as foreman of my new ranch. You know, the one I'll buy when we get the Texas. I made him an offer he couldn't refuse."The women and Jesse welcomed Jim. Now Jesse could rest more. It would be easier to have him with them. He privately asked Peggy Sue to evaluate Jim as an Alpha. He was pretty sure he was, but wanted the queen's opinion. He already was sure of Jesse. Betsy was turning out to be his. .. oh...my...God! His hands... were spreading...my ass cheeks... apart!I moaned with Ron's cock slobbering in my mouth, anticipating what was coming next.Holding my ass open, Ken slowly eased his face into my crack.Slowly, he inhaled the scent of my ass, and then exhaled deep into my crevice. The warm breath that washed onto my tight, little asshole made me uncontrollably gyrate and grind my pussy meat even harder onto Ron's lips and tongue."Mmmm," I murmured with Ron's big prick muffling my.