I loved the sound of her gagging as Ramon called her all the names in the book for a slut who was my sensual wife.He was enjoying the blowjob but sudd...nly stopped her, telling he wanted more than her fucking mouth. He ordered her to get up on the couch and kneel over in front of him. He moved behind her and asked if the slut was ready to be fucked; of course, she nodded and moaned a soft yes, she was ready for him….Ramon positioned himself between her nice long legs and soon I could see his. At times She'd try to wiggle out from under me, but I was too strong. I'd hold her down and fuck her. Other times she'd remain perfectly still, trying to demonstrate her lack of interest. That was the best.I love staying still inside an unwilling vagina. Feeling her most private warmth, her most intimate caress, involuntarily attempt to expel my invader. Either way, when round two began she would become frustrated and usually mutter something like "Honestly John, not again..."("Yes bitch,. 44s that the lawmen were using. Therefore, he stripped the dead man's weapon from him, reloaded, and began stalking the next man in line. This galoot was hiding behind some water barrels, so he would be a relatively easy target, once Caleb got into position. Since he was not really familiar with this particular Navy Colt, and all guns were slightly different in feel, Caleb wanted his first few shots to be sure things.It was a good thing that Caleb had taken that attitude, because this gun. Above it, her pubic hair lay like an artistic border. I always loved a girl with hair still on her, and it was as red as the hair on her head. Almost as beautiful, too. It had a beautiful chaos to it, kept neat and yet still deliciously wild.All this took place within one second, and just barely after I was able to register and take a mental picture of what I was seeing before me, Molly grabbed the first towel she could see and covered herself up as best as she can. Returning to my senses, I.