The dust could be seen for miles. As he got to the sentry at the entrance, he didn’t even slow down. The sentry did nothing. He recognized the leade... of his gang. He also recognized that Bob was mad. Madder that he had seen him in a long time.Bob Pritchert had led this group for over a year. Most of that time had been in the south. But the pressure from the Mexican law had convinced him to return to his original stomping grounds. The Washoe County in northwest Nevada territory. Part of this was. “Why the hell are you like this?” Charlie sobs, the anger breaking into terror.“Shut up.” you grunt. But then the gorgeous woman comes running up.“Did you push him into the shrubs?” she asks, a look of anger on her face.“I did. In fact, I have a deal for you.” you say, realizing your advantage here.“Which is?” the woman prompts.“You’re his mother, right?” you check.“Yeah.” the woman says.“I’ve been bullying your son all year. He hates me now, right?” you mock, and Charlie sobs harder.“Oh. Baby.. " His sly grin crept over His lips once more as He took His throbbing cock into His hand, rubbed the tip against her clit in small circles before sliding it further down, resting it at her opening. She breathed in sharply and gazed down, keeping those ice blue orbs locked onto His hardness as He lifted His hips and moved just an inch inside her velvet walls. She gasped and whimpered, trying not push herself down upon Him when He grasped her hair roughly and pulled her head to His for a deep,. “He can draw?” was Niki’s surprised thought, as she sat there, trying to concentrate on what she was doing, but her mind consumed with what he had told her to do. She was just waiting.“” she heard, looking up, seeing her tormentor looking at her intently. She considered playing dumb, considered acting as if she did not understand, as if she was not aware that he had said ‘a couple buttons’, not just one. Looking back down at her paper, she pretended to continue to draw for a moment, sensing him.