My efforts continue for quite some time, probably due to the lack of dexterity with my feet. Either way, Skylar keeps rolling his head and eyes back i... pleasure, so I assume I’m doing a good job.Skylar reaches his hands to caress my legs, his fingers feeling each contraction of my muscles hard at work. His breathing quickens some, followed by audible grunts and pleasured groans. He’s getting close, which gives me more urgency. I lean forward and spit, providing a large boost to the slippery. I jammed my fingers in her cunt to find her wet. "oh...who likes being the bitch" i said to her. soon she started grinding against my hand and moaning. I whipped out my cock and slid it right in. God did she feel good! I started fucking her as hard as I could. I didn't care about anything else. It had been a long two weeks, surprisingly i felt her cum underneath me as she began to shake. At that point I exploded inside of her. I sat down on one of the chairs, trying to recover, she just picked. I yelled out to everyone to stand down, that the Indians were not a threat. They were, in fact, working for me. The next person to try to harm them would answer to me. While all this was going on, Judge Mitchell came out of the courthouse to see what all the commotion was. Seeing me, he came up and asked what was going on. ‘Judge! I was just coming to see you. A messenger came to our ranch this morning, and said that the Reverend Smith and party was ambushed outside Deadwood, and it looked. This time his tongue swept from my pussy to the back door and back again. I came with a rush but Trigger didn’t falter. “Oh shit, can I really do it?” I thought. Gritting my teeth I reached back and pulled him on top of me. “Trigger mount” I said nervously. Now he had seen Monica with Tyson last night so I suppose I thought he would know what to do. No such luck. He seemed to be confused. “Trigger mount” I said again. Nothing. I reached back and his cock was barely out of its sheath..