She could see the welts already rise on her tits. Later the next night she would slowly run her hand over these welts and others he left as she fucked...her cunt with the other hand thinking back on this night. She always felt disappointed when after a few days the soreness in her holes and the welts and bruises slowly faded away. She hoped tonight that the cane would leave a deeper mark somewhere, anywhere. Something that would be there at least a week and hopefully more. He then pushed 2. I was sitting at the computer so as he got close I kissed him to say hello, right on the end of his cock.I messaged my friend to let him know Mark had arrived, then stopped typing and switch sucked both stiffening cocks, back and forth. I took Mark right down my throat, his balls to my chin, then released. I tried to type and explain what I was doing, but the spelling and the message were clearly becoming garbled. I paused, took a breath and told him I had to go. This cum-slut had her. One of the leading merchants in town was involved in a feud with a local, big wheel rancher. The merchant wanted a bodyguard and was willing to pay my usual fee, so I hired on. The first week was kind of dull and routine, but then it happened! Seven yahoos rode in from the enemy's ranch looking for trouble. The merchant and I happened to be in the nearest saloon, his favorite, eating lunch and having a beer.The cowboys tied up out front and came storming into the saloon laughing and shouting. Soon her assistance was not required.All too soon, her vacation ended and she returned to work. I continued to practice my makeup and walking in my stiletto heels everyday. It was after dinner one night that she dropped a bombshell on me. "I have invited some of the girls from work for cocktails next week," she announced. Why did she bother to tell me this, I wondered, it was her house. "I informed them that Melissa would be serving us drinks." Melissa was the name we decided on for my.