I went out to ask him if I could help him."You're the same guy that was in the shoot out a couple of months ago and the same guy that saved the deputy...out on the highway. Are you willing to tell me about this one?" Sure, if you won't use my name." Why don't you want people to know you are a hero, a kind of a Rambo guy?" I'm a businessman. I do not need this kind of publicity. No one needs to know that I had anything to do with anything. If you want the story with my name, fine. But if you use. They flipped a coin, and that magical device told them to move east. Why not? A trip to Las Vegas in Miguel County might prove interesting. They were both riding in the buckboard and discussing the relative merits of the women they had met in Santa Fe when they heard gunshots up ahead. Hank urged Ada to move a little faster, and they came upon a not too unusual sight.One person was lying on the ground firing a rifle at three people behind some rocks. Our two heroes would normally have inquired. The wetness was already dripping down her inner thigh as she kneeled down to suck her husbands’ hard cock. This time as Liz came up for air, Chris removed his hand from the back of her head and said, “look at me.” Her face wet with tears from lack of oxygen, Liz brought her eyes up to meet her husbands’ and he smiled at her before leaning forward to kiss her lips softly and passionately. Liz took the kiss to be a peace offering and decided to take control and satiate the ache in her needy. Let me release it for you.”Valeria slid down the front of him to her knees. She palmed his trousered erection and stage-whispered", “My conquistador.”Alejandro was floating to the ceiling now. Blissful. Happy. Erotically charged. He was eighteen years old and there was a twenty-something-year-old woman on her knees in front of him. A woman he didn’t know ten minutes ago who now desired him.In one tug, Valeria freed the end of his belt from its loop and stripped it from him with a swooshing.