Being _very_ careful not to spillanything, she swirled the spittoon several times, thoroughly mixing thecontents before she set it back down.?Clean th...t mess, Flora,? she said with a chuckle. She rose to herfeet and walked over to the table where she usually dealt poker. Shewas still chuckling as she opened a deck of cards and began a game ofMaverick solitaire.* * * * *Kirby Pinter walked through the swinging doors and into the Saloon. Hestood, just a few feet inside, surveying the room for. More often than not, they scratched me down there and it took me quite a while to recover. But the bit I liked best of all was wanking them. I guess, with all my past experience with Joe’s cock, it meant I could usually get the guy to spunk within seconds! Depending how much they’d hurt me with their cack-handed assault on my pussy resulted in me spraying their spunk in the worst place (all over the front of their trousers or on their jumper. ‘Sorry!’) or into my hand, then on to my. He gave his cock another slow push-pull. It was towering up from his groin like a beacon, the knob bright purple, and Claire was being drawn to it like a moth to a flame.She stood close before him, her hands clenched at her sides, emotions struggling in her mind and her body, good intentions wrestling with carnal urges."You like my prick, right?" he said."Y - yes. But I d - don't want it in me," she stammered."Bullshit," he snorted.He hiked up, driving the tower of his fuck-tool up like a. Mrs. Wells' lips were puckered in a sexy pout that took Jay's breath away."Well, hello, Jay," she said. "It's very nice of you to come. And this must be Mrs. Burns. Please, come in." Thank you, Mrs. Wells," Karen said politely. "Pagan's in the car. Shall we bring him in?"Just then Henry Wells stepped up behind his wife, giving her a playful pat on the ass. "By all means," he said. "I'm anxious to meet this domesticated wolf."Jay ran back to the car to get Pagan, while Karen stepped inside with.