Of course any errors are mine since I naturally have to mess with the story before I submit it!Colorado Rockies – 1870’sHe watched her from the sh...dows as she sat at one of the saloon’s old wooden tables. The early morning rays of sunshine gave her an otherworldly glow as it revealed countless flakes of dust dancing in the air. Her long curly black hair was pulled back, and her worn skirt and blouse told of better days. Beside her was her traveling bag, stuffed full of those things she held. Fir mene aunty se pooch hi lia yeh hunter kislye hai aunty. Aunty wild tareeke se muskurai. Or bola tumhara naam kya hai mene bata diya. Fir aunty ne bataya yeh mere kutte k liye hai. Par mene bola aapke pass toh koi pet nahi hai,, toh aunty ne kaha andar aao. Me andar aa ke sofe pe beth gya. Aunty bhi mere saamne paer pe paer rakh kar beth gai.Or poochne lagi tumhari gf hai, mene kaha hai, toh unhone seedhe mujhse kaha kese khush karte ho use. Mene kaha matal. Toh unhone kaha kese khushkarte. Mike was at a hotel. He wouldn't see his bride again until the next day, at their wedding.All evening her thoughts had drifted to David. Really, the sex that David represented. Spending some time in her room would give her a chance to be alone with her thoughts.Could she really go through with the wedding? She loved Mike, but her body had needs. Sex wasn't everything, but it was important. Could she go through life constantly frustrated?Jen looked at herself in the mirror. She was so horny. She. A cold sweat broke out under her blouse as the two of them, locked together, struggled to calm their heavy breathing.They became still and in an instant their whereabouts occupied their foremost thoughts."Quick, Andy," she said. "Let's get back to our table but not at the same time."Andy slid his cock out of her arse. Some of his cum followed immediately after and ran down the back of Lena's thigh. She turned her head to face him and gave him a "told you so" look. "Shit," she said, thinking of.