Besides, what could she possibly ask me that I knew anything about anyway? I looked at her again and said, “Sure, where’s your car?”She didn’t...say anything. She turned on her heel and strode off toward several cars parked in front of the police station.I followed her and couldn’t help seeing, even in the falling light of this early fall evening, how well her skirt hugged her thighs and butt.She walked around to the driver side of a newer model Ford Taurus. I stopped on the passenger side but. There was a lot of anger in the office at the theft, especially as the person responsible would have been someone we were expected to serve and help. “Whoever did that to you Paul, needs a good hiding” Nikki told me, before giving me a consoling hug. The presence of her breasts was both comforting and pleasant, and I wondered what it would be like to burrow my head into her welcoming, bare black boobies.Nikki released me, and I explained my problem to several colleagues. Virtually as soon as I. I popped my mouth of his dick. “Master!” I squealed. “You have such a yummy cock.”My pussy clenched, aching to be filled. And Master's dick throbbed in my hand as he blinked sleepy eyes. He needed to cum. I needed to cum. And I had the perfect solution to make that happen for the both of us.“Pater's mighty cock!” he grunted as I impaled my tight pussy on his thick dick.“Oh, yes, Master, you fill my pussy up so nicely!” I shifted on him, my purr rising in my throat, rumbling through my body. My. By the way, we couldn't sell the farm, there were just no buyers. The whole area was dying for lack of water.I had no problem making it to the next saloon before dark. There was not much of interest for me, except for a little poker; even that was blah. So I found the hotel and went to bed. The next few days were about the same, but even more boring. So much for the exciting life of the bounty hunter!I was about to give up in disgust and return to Santa Fe, when I heard an interesting story. It.