Her cunt felt like it was pouring now, she was so wet. She wanted him to make her cum again, just like he had a couple months ago in his office. She w...nted to feel him stroke the sensitive spot just to the right of her clit that would bring about an orgasm in a matter of minutes … only this time with his tongue. She wanted him to lick her until she couldn’t cum any more. Thankfully, she didn’t have to wait long. She felt Paul edge closer, his breath sending a tingling straight through her. He never knew where she would strike next. He couldn’t stand it, his whole body was electrified, under constant assault by his unseen lover.Suddenly she stopped, taking her hands off him. He waited, breathing heavily, his member bouncing in time with his beating heart. The anticipation of her deft hands returning was almost too much to bear. It went on and he became impatient, his aching erection twitching in the cool air.“What gives?” he complained.He froze, biting his lip as he felt Ursi’s. "He ran out that way. It wuz 'bout 10 minutes ago."Ethel ran to the door and looked out. There were no buildings or other obstructions behind the saloon, so the man could have run anywhere. Totally without any marker to suggest the best route to follow in chasing after Smith, Ethel mentally threw up her hands and turned back to the crowd around the dead whore. Ethel asked, "Why did Smith shoot the whore? Does anybody know?"One of the whores said, "Jenny was screamin' at him that he wouldn't pay. I pushed my tongue into my wife's spasming cunt and felt the whole length of his swelling penis sliding up and down my entire tongue. As he stroked out of her, he withdrew enough that my tongue rode up over the rim of his cockhead and when he stroked into her, I tried to reach her g-spot. Three strokes of my tongue tickling his cockhead, while fucking my wife's coming pussy, sent him over the top and his huge cock started throbbing under my tongue. I felt his thick semen surging inside his cock.