They ladies clearly had spent their afternoon drinking. They were not loaded, but feeling VERY good.Our feet connected under the agitated water. I pul...ed back, but they didn't even notice. I figured we were all adults, and bodies do touch in a spa. Soon, we were playing "footsie!" It became more aggressive, and soon feet were sliding up each others legs. It was heating up, and not just because of the water temperature. I unseated myself, and duck-walked to the 2 of them - telling them what a. I was sure it was almost like the ones I took off the dead kidnappers and strapped to Miranda’s hips.“That’s an 1851 Colt Navy reproduction,” Kurt said. “Most everything about it is like the originals. It’s a single action, six-shot revolver. The only difference is that this one takes cartridges and the original was a percussion gun. You had to stuff the cap, powder, and ball into it with this tamping rod built onto the barrel.”“How do you do that?”“Well, it’s a simple process but it takes a. I loved hearing him moan and give his “fuck yeah” between the slurps and licks, and when I raised his cock and licked his balls, he let out a loud “FUCK!” Just as I was getting into it, he pulled away and said it was time for me to get out of my legging. In a flash I was out of them and ass up on the bed getting the rim job of my life. Kiss, kiss, lick then a moist tongue in my hole, damn he was good! Once I was slick enough, he stood up, lined is cock up behind me and with no pretense invaded. Dodge, on the other hand, is not stupid. Everything he does is calculated."JC and I both stuck to our views of Dodge, yet we parted still best friends. The issue wasn't important enough for either of us to sacrifice our friendship. JC did agree that he would caution Dodge on the consequences of hurting Rachael. I felt better just by him doing that.I had plenty of time to think about Dodge, Rachael and my family on my trips back and forth to the railhead. Not that it did me much good, especially.