She was humming, doing the dishes. Her dyed-blonde hair swayed about her shoulders. She stood taller than me, almost Clint’s height. Her large breas...s swelled the front of her blouse, the apron stretched over it.Clint strode in wearing a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. I shuddered at the sight of him. I smiled at the hungry look in his face as he stared at his mother. Normally, she was his sex slave. He mastered her, claiming her when she’d been drowning in grief after her husband, our father, had. If you don’t believe me why don’t you find out yourself doctor! She laid with bent knees wide apart out and I pushed my hand across the sheet under the back of her thick thigh. I could see that she was trying to spread her legs even more to make more space for my hand. It is not wet there I said. She laughed and said. Told you so doctor! Are you sure that’s the right place to feel mister Doctor, she asked. I rubbed my hand up and down the back of the thigh, closer and closer to her crotch each. ’ I frowned as well. ‘I don’t even know your name…’ Without another word, she quickly unzipped my pants, allowing my cock to spring forth as if it were coming out for air. She watched it, twitching and wet with precum and licked her lips. As she bent down, she whispered something – her name, I believe – but I didn’t hear it clearly. Before I could ask, however, she started licking my member all over, slowly. Her experienced tongue covered every inch of me, and the only thought that went. I walked up to him, holding my pistol on him, and asked, “Didn’t you hear? The war is over.”The man cockily said, “Not for us. We’re going to take everything back that was ever taken from us. You will die watching us breed your ladies.” My finger must have slipped as my gun went off and the man’s head came apart. Then there were two.I didn’t want the bad guys to be able to run off, so I slit the cinch straps on all six horses. The saddles stayed up as the horses were tired from being run hard..