" You mean you have more like this?"She blushed, "Yeah a few," she said cavalierly, "I am sorry John I don't how this all got started, I mean I didn't...plan it or anything."She went on to explain that Reggie worked in the warehouse and how he kept teasing her when she was out there. He called her a sexy MILF and she was sure it was just meant to make her feel good. One day when she had a desk, she wanted brought home he volunteered to deliver it and she accepted without a second thought. Once in. They stopped to pick up their saddle bag of spare clothes and went to saddle their horses. Within half an hour, they were on their way to Anderson to talk to the marshal.When they got there, they got a bite to eat in the hotel restaurant and went to see the marshal. He was in his office. "Hello, Stan, it's been a while since we seen ya." Hello, Ezra, it sure has. How're y'all doin'?" I'm doin' pretty good, but Sean, here, complains that he's getting' a little long in the tooth." Yeah, I kin see. The torturous feeling as it slides up and down between my lips. I push my hips out, grinding into him, begging him to fuck me. His hand crushes over my mouth as his cock drives into me. My eyes roll back in ecstasy, his body pinning me to the wall. I can hear the laughter and good times not that far away, but the sound of his heavy breathing and his groans of pleasure brings me back. The weight of my breasts bouncing with his every thrust is newly erotic to me and the brick scraping my skin raw. ‘You met someone today, didn’t you?’ He just smiled. When dinner was over, he said goodnight and was on his way home. Once at home, he relaxed on his bed only to have his mind drift to wonderful thoughts about Megan and himself. The next thing he knew it was 7AM and time to get up and get ready for his day with his princess. He was all ready and it was time to pick her up. Brandon arrived in his shiny black BMW convertible beamer. The day was starting out perfect! Megan stepped into the car,.