“Just something to enhance the experience,” Heather explained, as she kicked her panties off. Heather got down on the bed and began to rub her pus...y up against Becca's pussy. She also brushed her clit right up against Becca's sensitive clit. Becca breathed softly as her twat was stimulated by Heather's own sensitive crotch. After a few minutes of rubbing, Heather's pussy was wet, and the moisture from her snatch had covered Becca's own pussy. Heather lifted herself up, lowered her head, pressed. Realization dawned upon him as he recognized what that meant. He said, "I like the Sheriff. He's a good man."Slightly embarrassed, she smiled at him and nodded. She said, "He's been good for the town."Oliver nodded and said, "This is one of the few areas that is almost drug free. I think that's why I like it so much." That's important to you?" Yes, it is very important." He had just finished answering her question when the Sheriff reached them. Turning to greet the Sheriff, Oliver asked, "So. I was using the setting for individual shots because I did not want to kill everybody. Somebody had to survive to take the word back to the village.The Comanches seemed to wake up after the third shot. The nearest warriors tried to charge me, but I had no trouble staying just out of reach. I let these men chase me for a few seconds before I did a wheelie for emphasis and turned to face them. They were all moving over 20 MPH, so I shot the horses—the men were killed when they hit the ground.. "C'mon baby…" Damn it. I wasn't any more patient than him. I pulled the boxers off. His penis was large and veined and curved a little bit up and to the right. He wasn't cut but his foreskin was pulled most of the way off his glans because he was erect. His balls were shaven and only a small triangle of blond hair was left above his penis. I held the bottom of his shaft and admired him for a few moments…long enough for a drop of precum to ooze from it. That was my cue. I licked the sweet precum.