She lay onher back, on the bed, she took off her panties, lifting and spreading herlegs, she then reach around to her ass and started to push the lube...intoit, first with one finger, then 2 and eventully 3 fingers, she thengrabbed the dildo and smeared some more lube on it and begain to insertit into her ass, gasping as the first inch went in, spreading her assopen as it went in.She could feel its inch wide gurth with every thurst into herself andloved it. She looked down, she could see her. Polite. Muscular. Hard working. Dedicated. Committed to his wife.... Oh absolutely, it had to be Rick. Seducing him, then fucking his brains out was item number one on the agenda. I started by strategically positioning my desk where he had a full panty shot any time he looked out his office door. He initially tried to be coy and look away, but the more he resisted, the more openly I flashed him. His mouth was watering with every glimpse of my thighs in less than a week. Next I employed the. Ok... ' He leaned forward, hoping to grab something, anything; hoping that the muck in front of him wasn't as deep. As he groped forward in desperation, he succeeded only in sinking both of his arms into the creamy sludge past his elbows."BULLSEYE!" Bayonetta cheered, admiring the view from the edge of the pit. She had circled around the hillside and was now fisting her fully erect 16" sausage in long strokes as she watched him struggle in the mud.James twisted his head, looking for her.. But we didn't spit. We waited.We start the same way each time, with the Captain firing the first shot. I had counted twenty-seven Comanches before the shooting began. They were drinking McAlester's whiskey and whooping around the fire. We'd kill them before they remembered their white-women prisoners.Their captives, exhausted from being dragged along the trail, were coffled with rope around their throats near the northwest edge of their camp. I counted eleven women of child-bearing years and.