I obeyed.Ms B and Ms S both lowered their bottoms and slipped their panties off.Then Ms B motioned for me to come to her. "Get over here, lick my puss... Brat." When I moved over to her, she grabbed me by my hair and pushed my face into her pussy. I started licking, feeling trapped in her thighs... cuz she squeezed them around my face! I licked as much as I could, and she grinded into me, I could feel her pubic hair scratching my face while I licked. I started to turn my head a little bit to try. Therefore, I waited for the swamper to return with a deputy marshal.I only had to wait about 10 minutes, so I was not inconvenienced all that much, and it did give me time to take what I wanted from the dead body. He was carrying almost $30 in gold and silver, so I was doing pretty good with this capture. His gun was good for another $8, and his clothes would pay for the burial.I showed the wanted poster to the deputy marshal and he wrote me out a receipt on the spot. The body now became his. As k**s we were great friends. We both met our wives to be at about the same time and went around as a foursome for some great night out. He was my best man and I at his wedding.Then, as things happen he and his wife had problems. To be honest she is a right bitch, was then, is now. She took his house, his business and his k**s in a messy divorce and then she stuck the knife in. So much so that he had to leave town. I didn’t see him for years but gradually he picked himself up, got a new. Across the bottom was a continuous scroll, giving the same information as the announcer, but updated more quickly. * Pulling into my parking spot, I watch the wind whipping the tree leaves for a bit. I turn off the engine and head for the house. It’s been an awful day, but there’s a chance it could get better. As soon as I’m in, I turn on the TV, grab the remote and tune to NOAA’s channel. I anxiously watch the scroll on the bottom of the TV screen. Then I hear it! The announcer just warned of.