Pedro’s buddy was a good sized Navajo Indian named Homer Bearclaw. According to Pedro, Bearclaw was the best tracker and deadliest rifle shot in thi... part of the country. I told the big man that I appreciated having someone with those skills with us. And of course, I couldn’t resist adding that it also made me feel better riding with the world’s greatest vaquero.Bearclaw just grunted, but Pedro replied that, “Yes, you are lucky indeed.”Right as we were mounting up to leave the stables, Matt. My legs, in stockings had been complimented several times when I wore heels which I was rather proud of."Don't get any ideas cucky!" Karen grinned, flicking the end of my cock with a long red well manicured nail. I jumped back making a very unmanly yelp! She laughed. "Not for you today cucky. At least not until I get home!" She grinned wickedly.I laughed and started to get dressed for work. My cock however remained hard as all I could think about was that I had given my wife permission to fuck. Kay was in shock as the Wolf hammered away into her knowing no amount of protest would stop this, no amount of begging or pleading unable to fight his power. The Wolf focussing on the task at hand had already released her neck as his paw about her waist had set just above her other shoulder trapping her in a cage of furred legs. Kay so dazed that she couldn’t lift her face off of the ground or breasts out of the frigid water as the Wolf drove into her over and over his cock pummeling away deep. Suzanne removed her mask and sat down on the couch. "Whew! It is hot under there."I smiled. "It was hot, period. They were so fucking hot and horny they would have paid anything for you to touch them."Cindy laughed. "It was definitely quite a show. I got it all on our camera, too." Suzanne flinched a little at that, but Cindy leaned over and kissed her lightly. "Don't worry, the mask hides your face." She then smiled mischievously. "But I bet you are horny and there is one more dick that needs.