. I love the feel of Master’s cock between my breasts...It makes me feel so sexy to have Master’s cock between my breasts... I love my breasts—t...e bigger the better...I love to see my breasts in the mirror....My breasts are just for Master to play with...It makes me wet to have Master kiss my breasts...I don’t ever want to cover my breasts, I want Master to see them all the time, to see how full and big they are...I love my big breasts...” Darcie could see how each lesson was reinforced by a. His nostrils flared at the scent of her, it was heady, intoxicating. Making him want, making him need.He was torn between the thoughts of fucking her and drowning in her blood.He knew that he needed to feed soon but by the Gods who would want to harm such a delectable creature?She was wearing a skin tight black dress that didn't conceal the fact she wasn't wearing anything underneath. Her hair was a fiery mass of curls piled on top of her head, accenting her electric blue eyes. Her skin was. He then pulls out, leaving a string of saliva & pre-cum from her lips to his cock. He smiles as he rubs the tip on her lips like lipstick. He then yanks her out of her seat and puts her on the desk. Smiles as he spreads her legs, then kisses her as he pushes his cock into her wet pussy. He pushes her back and starts to fuck her. The room filling with the sounds of their bodies as he pounds away, grabbing her big breasts as anchors, she moans as her head is resting on top of the file that. On top of that, he had two Winchesters carried in scabbards on his saddle. The only people we knew of who went around that well armed were gunslingers and bandits, and there was often very little difference between the two.He was not wearing a money belt, so we carefully checked his saddlebags. That's when we struck the paydirt I mentioned. He had $2,357 in gold and silver in a bag in among his other stuff. We guessed that it must be part of the loot from that bank robbery a few days earlier,.