My wife’s body started to tremble as he continued to finger her pussy. He had now taken control over her as she kept trying to suck on his big cock....She couldn’t take it any longer and pulled her head off his cock. Her face was now buried into his large balls as she started to moan out. She grabbed a hold of his cock with her hand and began to stroke it up and down as she tried to fight off an orgasm. He teased her with his fingers for several minutes as he wouldn’t let her cum. He said,” I. I headed for the Comanche camp and was about an hour on the trail when I heard a lot of shooting from more than one gun. This had to mean big trouble, so I hurried to find out what was going on. I topped a little ridge and saw what was causing the trouble: a wagon was under attack by a dozen or so Comanches. There were two men and a woman in the wagon, and, as I watched, one of the men was hit by an arrow in the back. From even my distance, I could tell that it was a fatal wound, but the man. Her pussy was amazing, shaven except for a little hart that was the same pink colour as her hair and a clit that was sticking out from her sex begging to be licked kissed and sucked on all of which I was only to happy to do, Tracey was soon moaning out loud as I tonged her pussy and ass, and to my surprise and delight when she climaxed she gushed sex juice from her cunt all over my face covering me in her orgasm fluid. I took her dress of and removed my shirt and trousers then rolling Tracey on. It was a plan. Best-laid plans, however. Being the future entrepreneur I was, I started at the biggest swankiest house in the neighborhood. Big yard, Volvo in the driveway. I didn't know who owned the house, but figured it was like every other house on the block: bored married couple, 2.5 offspring, and a dumb annoying dog. Little did I realize that when I rang that doorbell, my life would flip upside down. I heard the footsteps inside respond to the bell. They were kinda flat sounding, ah,.