Nobody got shot, an' the stage crew handed over the strong box without no argument. There wuzn't no passengers this time, soz the robbery wuz simple a...' straight forward. Right after the robbery, the bandits made a bee-line fer the Rockin' W, Abner Washington's ranch.We followed close enough ta keep them in sight, but not so close that we wuz spotted. They rode ta a line shack on the edge of the property an' turned the strongbox over ta the foreman. I admit that I hadn't expected that, but it. Didn’t ask any question back to him. But he seemed relaxed. He put a hand on my leg and moved towards my pussy. I got a red head. Didn’t know what to say and do.We stopped 10 minutes later at a quiet spot (but it seemed ages). He got out and I too. Then he walked up to me and looked me in the eye and said: “ok little slut, now go on your knees, open your mouth and be a god girl, ok?” and I could just nod.Was it now finally happening?I went on my knees, sticking my tongue out as I had seen in. After about five fucks you will not care about your thirst. You will only want the fucking to continue. I will be with you to be sure you drink but not too much.” She wrapped a doeskin leather skirt around my waste.The horn sounded nearby. It was time. My heart was beating much harder than usual. I wanted to run to the place I was to take before the Jarl but Katche held my hand. As Katche led me to where the Jarl would question me I remembered the one time I had witnessed a coming of age. I moved us into the position, I am told the French prefer, and as her tongue swirled around my clitoris, I feel my release building in a way I had not felt for years. I knew my discharge would be copious. Again I moved, this time we lay like pairs of scissors trying to cut each other. I ground my labia into hers, her body bucked against mine.I closed my eyes, and made one last thrust against her; by barren years were over, and vigorously my fluids discharge into her; she too felt her passage.