"Master I can't take it anymore!" I cried. "You want master to stop?" He laughed slapping my ass as hard as he could . "No sir. Please give me more pa...n....please." He flipped me on my back ripping my shirt off exposing my breast. He slammed his cock deep inside not taking it out and started squeezing and biting my nipples hard. "Oh my god" I gasped. I grinded on his cock slowly riding him. "Such a slutty bitch." He chuckled. He pulled his dick out and laid on his back. "Ride it." He demanded.. He slowly shifted around in the bed so that he could look closely at her. The night before, they had showered together, his first real shower in a long time. Her hair had been damp and her makeup had been washed off. Now he could see the natural curl of her hair, her face and eyes without adornment, and her expression relaxed.He leaned in to kiss her. Her eyes fluttered open and she rolled so that he had better access to her lips. There was no demand in the kiss just genuine affection that was. The poor animal tumbled and rolled over the man. A thousand pounds of horse seldom does you any good. He was not dead when we got to him, but he was in bad shape, probably with internal injuries as well as a broken leg and fractured wrist."Why'n't you jus' shoot him," George asked, loading his rifle. "He ain't gonna make it."I went back to strip the dead while George shot the injured horse and looked through the moaning officer's saddle bags. I did not find anything worth keeping, but George. Terri watched while Carol sucked her husband’s swollen cock deep into her mouth at the same time she lifted her leg, capturing Don’s eight-inch shaft in her hand and guided it to the entrance of her cum seeping pussy. Sensing the head of his cock against Terri’s sopping wet hole, Don slowly began pushing his mighty monster past her outer lips until his swollen member was once again inside her, buried to the hilt. He remained motionless allowing her pussy to again adjust to his hugeness Don felt.