"If you need me for anything, call," I told her, and turned to take care of our horses. Two of the guards were already taking care of their horses and...the coach's horses. They took mine along also. They at least smiled at me. Their Commander still wasn't smiling, but I didn't care at that point, as I was coming down from the adrenaline high of the charge and the fight, and had started to shake.Instead, I pulled the reloading tool out of the backpack and started reloading the two fired cylinders. Then he put his John Deere hat back onto his head, grabbed his large tool box and began fixing the fence. George took his time fixing the fence after finishing each repair George examined it so that the job was done right. After fixing each part of the fence that needed fixing he examined his repairs a total of 4 times to make sure that they were done right.Once the fence repairs were done George put his tools away in his tools box then he closed it up, put in the back of his Ford truck bed,. I slowly untie your hand that is spasmodically locked to your poor pussy. I realize that you must have spent the last seconds of your life trying to stimulate your filthy cunt. I get heavily aroused imagining how you kicked and moaned like a horse as your killer put the rope around your neck. I lean forward and smell your dead pussy. I notice a small string peeking out of between your meaty labia and grab the rope between my teeth. As I lean my head back I drag out a soaked tampon and realize. Taking the red dress fromits bag, I took off the tag, then unzipped the back of it and steppedinto it. Slipping it up my sensual body, I zipped it up, then replacedmy stiletto heels with the red 3in ones I had bought in Valentino's andtwirled around in them.Gently blowing a kiss at my reflection, I made my way downstairs towhere my 'husband' was waiting for me. "Oh Emily, very sexy, I can seewhy you bought it", she said to me before pulling me against her andleaning down to kiss me. Tilting my.