We followed you from El Paso an hour after you left but it took us a while to figure out you were in Las Cruces, instead of Mesilla. Then you walked r...ght into our arms at the stable. You killed Shorty, took his horse, and hurt me. After I kill you, I have to go back and tell the boss that Shorty is dead, and we never did find out where you’re getting all that gold. The boss isn’t going to like that. Shorty was one of his favorites. The way I figure it, this house, your land, and livestock will. Valerie raised herself up onto her knees and presented her gorgeous rear to me as I moved to take her.I deftly ran my cock up and down between her buttocks and finally positioned myself at her sphincter and pushed forward slightly, hearing her moan in pleasure and, hopefully, anticipation."Feels good, don't stop," she almost whispered.I pushed a little harder and the head of my cock slipped in through her entrance easily with the lubrication we'd used."Mmmmm," she moaned softly."Good?" So. ”“Ha ha.” Tegan rolled her eyes and sipped her cocktail. Then she looked around at their assembled group. “Shit, everyone here has seen me naked.”“Am I complaining?” Hugo commented. “You can keep being naked if you like.”“You wish.” Tegan said coyly, taking another sip of her drink.“Pardonnez, but that seems like an inevitability, and a waste of a perfectly good wish.”Tegan had no counterargument to that and having already used ‘touche’ once today she decided to let Hugo’s response go. Those beer cans were all crunched in their middle and still had little droplets of their contents slowly dripping out of the cracks in the aluminum. Underneath the TV cabinet was the cork to the wine bottle and a few plastic plates with bits of pizza crust still sitting on them. The oven door was also still open with the oven rack sitting half way out with a few big gobs of pizza cheese congealed in ugly lumps along the wire frame. Underneath that open door were more beer cans and sitting on a.