S. Marshal. I’ll see you in a week or so. I’m going to come down and ride with you for a few days. It’s been too long since I got out of the cit.... I’ll bring the scales and we can weigh a few random head as we count, then figure the grand total.”“We’ll be expectin’ you, Mr. Claymore, just tell the men on the train you want off on Crow Ridge Cattle Company and you can walk over to the house from there. Or just get them to throw the scales off there and blow the whistle long and loud, if we hear. "Go slave, leave me now." she ordered when she'd recovered."Oh not yet slave. Stay. On your back, do it!" came another commanding voice.It was Mistress Carol who had entered to room as Mistress Jane was finishing with me. As I lay back, she hitched her skirt up and kneeling, placed her gorgeous thighs either side of my head and sank down on me. Her vagina engulfed my face and nose and finally as she squirmed into position, her clitoris settled on my searching tongue. I knew what was expected of. I slammed back into the MILF’s cunt.Her pussy went wild around my cock.I erupted.My cum pumped into her pussy. And more than jizz flowed into her. Everything I had fired out of me and filled the reverend’s wife and her spasming pussy. I kissed her, darkness devouring her vision as my cock spurted again and again.It was amazing. Just this fantastic moment of ecstasy. I quivered on her, my eyes squeezing shut, and then I collapsed on her gasping body, all my cum fired into her pussy. I took one. The thought of a motel room and a bed to love him in was exciting me more and more. He turned into the first motel on the highway and parked in front of room #6. It looked clean and neat from the outside as we got out and he used the key to open the door to our new love nest. "What do you think, sweetheart?" he asked as the door closed. "It looks...." before I could answer I was in his arms and our hot lips pressed against each others'. My arms instinctively went around his beautiful body.