"Sholandra twisted away, petulantly. "No. You're just trying to confuse me." She glowered at Laura. "Why do you like black chicks so much, anyway? Is ...he black too, your new girl? Is she hot? Does she fuck hotter than white girls do? I think you're sick, Laura. Have you ever thought about it?"Laura had thought about it. But she wasn't about to get into that discussion. "I can't help it if you're bewitchingly lovely," she said softly, eyes pulsing.Her pussy was so wet she was surprised the juice. And we would surely be asked how we come to have them. We unsaddled them and turned them loose. We kept what was in their saddlebags. There was coin and some other valuables and we surmised that they was looting when they came upon this place and found the woman. We also kept their Colt Dragoons and Sharps carbines figuring we could sell them.We searched the place for anything we could use and found that the dead farmer was of a size close to Zeb and me and we shed our gray and outfitted. She held up her hands and saw smooth skin and pale pink polish on her nails. Her large brown eyes filled with tears that spilled over and ran unchecked down her rosy cheeks. She looked from her hands to the old man."Carol, are you alright?" the old man asked."Thank you," she cried. "I have wanted this for so long. I hated who I was. I always wanted to be a woman, but I fought it in every way I could. While the other bikers wore their hair long, I shaved my head. Instead of smooth skin, I. I was in complete mood but alone. I could not find solution to satisfy my thirst of sex. Suddenly door bell rung, I moved to drawing room and found one young lady around 20 yers age stood and calling. She wore black saree and sandal color blouse. She is black complextion, but very good attractive structure. Her waist cuts are more attractive, boobs handful size. I got mischivious idea and opened the door. She entered into potico and requested for purchase of mangos.Now for more effective.