It wuzn’t much. He was after the Marshal ‘cuz his brother wuz hanged for murder an’ Marshal Law was the one that captured him. I helped the Mars...al tie the bodies to their mounts an’ collect his saddle from his dead mount. On the way into town, I could tell the Marshal was quite taken with Beth an’ he asked her directly if he might call on her.“I have a husband, Marshal. I have two c***dren besides.”“Your husband is a mighty lucky man, Ma’am.”“I like to think so,” Beth replied. “Course, I feel. ‘I don’t know lovie,’ she said, ‘None of us do.’ She raised the plate of fried food and put it on a sliding table across me. ‘We get the call, and we just sort of go into the trees and come out between the stones.’ She poured herself a cup of tea and sat on my bed with it. ‘My girls were both delivered in Ffraid’s pool, I took the waters mind you.’ She whispered, ‘Me and Dai were having a bit of trouble see.’ She carried on, ‘I woke up just shy of my due date and went into my garden out there.. O god please fuck me…” I moaned. He growled in some animalistic tongue and pressed further into me. Never had I known another man to fill me so fully, stretching my tight muscles around his thick shaft, pressing deeper and deeper with each thrust. I could feel his heavy balls slapping against me with each thrust, driving me wild! My hips pressed upward to meet his time and time again, and the lovely wet pop pop pop pop of him pounding me filled the air. Hands groped at unknown bits, and tongues. The tentacles retracted from the tattoo girl and were on us so suddenly I felt my heart skip a few beats. One of the appendages grabbed the girl behind me by her bonds and lifted her up while she moaned in pleasure. The rope in her slit moved, so the knots that were on it rubbed hard against her clit. The poor girl was being played like a guitar and seemed to enjoy it at least as much as I enjoyed watching the whole show. The knots were getting wet and I decided to join in and taste that sweet.