I've really tried this year not to fuck girls under sixteen, but, of course, I have failed numerous times when some horny youngster spread herself for...me and begged to be ravaged. I felt my tired cock swelling again."Oh Billy," Ginger sighed, getting up on her knees and leaning toward me so that her fine round breasts fell right out of scooped-necked, ragged-hemmed, chop-top t-shirt, "I'm dying for it. I watched you with that blonde one, you know, the tall one with the plastic boobs, and I just. You kiss back feverishly until I pull away leaving us both breathing heavily, staring hungrily into the others eyes. I twist you around and push you against the side of your car holding you there by pressing my hips firmly against your ass. Pulling your hair with my right hand I lean in close to your left ear and whisper, "I'm going to make you beg for my cock," As my left hand runs up along your side and squeezes you breast. you lift your arms and wrap them around my head and pull me into you. "Son of a bitch! Kin I try it out?" Sure, Marshal. Where can we go?" That there vacant lot is a good place. We kin shoot at the adobe wall of that abandoned building."We walked over to the vacant lot and I handed the marshal two shells, with a warning to expect a lot of recoil. By this time, a sizable crowd had gathered and went with us to see the show. Amy followed us with the buckboard, just to back me up if I needed it.The marshal loaded both barrels and pointed the gun at the wall. He fired. She’s tense; she’s waiting.“Nice and wet,” I say. “A twat made for fucking. Have I ever told you how supremely fuckable you are, Pet?”“Many times,” she whispers.“What about you, Cuck?” I say, loud enough for the man to hear. “You loving the view of your wife’s fuckable snatch?”He’s looking a bit green, but he nods, checking left, checking right.“A big cock up her might be just what she needs.”Pet turns her head unsteadily. “You make me feel so dirty,” she whispers, trying to make it sound like.