He held his prick with one hand and teasingly worked itup and down between the warm pink folds of her pussy., brushing asidethe soft wispy pubic hairs...with the swollen head of his burning cock."Are you going to fuck me in doggy style?" she asked with fear. The big black giant could only grunt in response. She was his to useand abuse. Mike grinned evilly as he slid his cock along the moistcrevice of her pussy over the tiny sensitive band of flesh thatseparated her cunt from the tight puckered. It was also the direction of Prickly Pear Canyon and the toll road from Fort Benton. Earlier this year, the Montana Central Railway laid tracks through the canyon.It was pretty country, a lot of shale in green and red tones that we could just make out through the snow. Not any clues about the prostitute murders, but that wasn’t what we were looking for. This was merely an orientation foray. It was better to know than not. I’d learned to study the territory all around Fort Laramie when I was in. Now they were shielded from thehouse by the shed. Billy lay on his back. Randi straddled his hips. She bentover and dangled her delectable young tits in his face, brushinghis lips with her large soft nipples. “God, Billy, don’t tell anybody, okay?” she murmured. “Ijust want to feel it inside me. Only for a second. Okay?” She reached down and guided his long thick cock up into hermelting pussy, clenching her teeth as she lowered herself onto it.The. " Bill sighed again and said, "Here's the deal. I will give you instructions and you will follow them. If you disobey, then we will need to decide if the infraction is bad enough to stop the trial period or if you just need to be punished for the infraction. Is that fair?" Bill asked."Yes, yes sir," Linda said smiling broadly. "Thank you Bill." First rule," Bill said to the three of them. "You will all address me as sir or Mr. Black. Is that clear?" Yes sir," they said in unison."Good. Let's.