By that time, she was enjoying it too much to even caution Randy about her being married to Otis and her promise to be a dutiful wife. Her orgasm made...her wail out like a wounded animal caught in a snare.Poor Otis coming up the trail figured she be in mortal danger.Otis didn't even hesitate to bury his ax in Randy's skull just as the copulating cocksman loosed his load into Ida Mae's cunt.It didn't really matter in a family planning sense, since Ida Mae was already about three months pregnant.. He was very receptive to the idea, his hands were already exploring my body. touching, searching, probing for my moist folds. He pushed his finger up into me and it about made me lose my mind. I really wanted this guy to fuck me. I felt there was no time to wait, I wanted his cock inside me. He unzipped his pants and exposed this huge, fat cock. It was the biggest one Id seen and much more fun looking than what my boyfriend had going on. I wanted that cock, all the way inside me, NOW. I. My hard cock, undaunted, ached time get inside her. She somehow shucked her pants and promptly impaled herself on my cock, much to the delight of my little audience.Girls pushed into both of us as we writhed in hedonistic abandon. I couldn’t tell how many hands rubbed my legs, touched my face, or cupped my balls as I fucked Karen as hard as I could. She had given up trying to keep them away and succumbed to their touches as well. Assorted hands molested her chest and mine. My own hands were not. ” “Tom, shut your mouth again and get us a table.” All the tables were being used but Tom glared at a couple town folk and they decided they weren't thirsty anymore and got up and left. After we got the drinks all arranged and sat down Tom leaned over to me and muttered “Horace, what in hell is going on? Are you taking these girls to Sante Fe?” “What did you call him?” shrieked Sandra. “I called him Horace, that's his name, isn't it?” The bar rang with peals of laughter from the girls and even.