I did not hesitate to move forward, regardless of her unvoiced protests. She was here for one thing, and I was there for another. Maybe she thought it...was the condemned's last meal, but it was more satisfying than masturbation.I hit her bottom and pushed her legs down hard. I pulled back and fucked into her with the power that years of physical training lent me. She grunted as I plumbed depths her body had forgotten existed. The grunt got as much reaction as blood on packed dirt. I rested my. She paused for a moment, raking her hands from my chest to my stomach before raising herself onto her knees, sliding my cock to the limit of inside her. What was visible of my erection was tantalisingly dripping with her juices. My gaze was drawn back up to her breasts as she lowered herself down with care. Their fullness was emphasised by the ripple through them as Katie bounced again, this time with delicate speed.She made no noise but her mouth was open and wide with a pleasurable smile, her. So anyway, there I sat in my room, bored to oblivion. I dug out my cleaning kit and cleaned my pistol and rifle for lack of anything better to do. While I had my pistol partially disassembled, I had the thought that, times being as they were, it might not hurt to fire a few rounds with the pistol and rifle to keep my skills sharp. I liked the hell out of that idea the more I thought about it, so I put the pistol together and grabbed my hat, rifle and saddlebags.I fast walked down to the stables. ...could I kiss it just one more time?" I asked as my eyes flicked down to his slowly deflating cock. I just stood there as he surprisingly got up from the bed and stood before me, his big rugged form towering over me. He took his meaty hands and put them on my shoulders and pushed downwards. I instantly dropped to my knees with my face right in front of his weighty cock. He took his hand and wrapped it around the base of his cock and I watched as he took a slow firm stroke from the base all.