The Sheriff out in San Jose wired Wyatt Earp, telling him I'm coming in on my own to clear myself-that's where I'm going. I've got no price on my head..."Grady thought that over, then nodded. "Okay then. Get your bottle and you can bunk out in the barn. But I want you out of here at dawn, before the morning stage gets here. Your kind is trouble, Ringo." he said.During the night, I heard a noise outside the barn and went to investigate. It was the young Apache curled in a ball with only her dress. I watched him sink down into the supple leather from my place on the floor."Crawl to me Maria. Come drape yourself across my lap for your punishment."So I did. I crawled like the obedient little half Angel that I was, so that a demon could spank my bare bottom.I lay myself across his lap. I could feel his hard cock pressing into my side. My body was on fire with sensations.He lovingly stroked my hair. I leaned into his hand ... it felt wonderful.He laughed. "A woman who knows she can be spanked. He sure felt a lot older.Standing before the sink he thought about what he had done the night before, and felt tingly all over. It hadn't been another wet dream; he had really, actually, fucked his mother. True, he hadn't been able to spend the whole night with her, and hadn't gotten nearly enough of that glorious pussy, but she had fucked him back. She had loved his prick and played with it and fed him her tit. She had talked dirty with him and told him that even though his father's cock was. It was Wednesday and I was in the north of the country making a routine delivery. It was late in the day and I was flirting with Suzi as I was booking in my delivery. Suzi was asking where I would be staying the night as I had already told her I was almost out of driving hours and would need to park up for the night. I had already decided on a location nearby that was quiet and had good facilities and asked why she wanted to know. Her reply was that she might surprise me if she had nothing to.