For the next few hours I entertained the men. They had me serve thembeer. I only got one more spanking, by John, for not saying Mister John.Robert was...my first blowjob of the day. Like yesterday he buried his cockin my throat and shot his load down my throat. The first shot was thinpre cum but when his sperm came it was thick and ran down my throat likea rancid cream, gagging me. He also squeezed my nose so I had to swallowevery drip and drop.John also did what he did yesterday and his cum was. Both older ladies now lay forwards with their arses up in the air, having their little pink arse rings licked by two teens, and they both moaned and groaned happily.For a good few minutes I played with Grandma Willows rose bud, until finally it eased open letting my tongue slip inside, and she moaned louder as it did, and then I knew she was ready.Standing up, I then placed my cockhead up against her arse, and gently began to feed it in, and Grandma Willow moaned loudly again as she felt my. His cock was hard like an iron rod. “Come closer,” I said. Brad came closer to me and I touched his cock. I grabbed his cock and squeezed it slowly. Looking straight in his eyes I stroked Brad’s cock for a while and I was surprised to see how much he had grown. Brad kept his eyes closed for a while but then he looked down at my cleavage. “You wanna see my boobs?” I asked. “Can I? Mom,” Brad asked. I didn’t reply and just pulled out my one boob out of my dress. I let him look at my round soft. It took us fifteen minutes to complete the first row and we were able to identify five of the twelve bodies. We were about to start on the second row, when Ed walked up herding all the people I’d asked him to bring. He was pointing his shotgun at three of the bartenders, and telling them to get a move on.They stopped in a group at the front of the plaza, and stared at the bodies laid out by the vaqueros in neat orderly rows. I walked over and paced back and forth in front of them for a.