“It’s not your time to cum!” she screamed at him.Pulling him by his hair, she tugged him up on up and pushed him forward. Because of the way his...hands were bound, and his feet he now realized, he fell and was unable to break his fall. Once again she handled him roughly until was on his back on a bed. “Eat it. Ass and pussy.”She climbed on top of his face and sat. He worked her pussy and ass as demanded with his tongue, running it up and down her slit the best her could with his limited motion,. "Harry, you did a hell of a good job here today. Those women owe their lives to you and your actions. Mark told me what happened in Pickens. Man, you just don't let anything get by you, do you? I still find it hard to believe you have accomplished all you have today. I bet you were a hell of a Marshal when you were younger." Hadley, I am the first one to admit I have a rigid sense of ethics for myself, but I still have feelings for the innocent and helpless around me. I hate the fact that these. ”“Well, I noticed a long bank of red clay back at the washout. It might be fun to try the clay out.”(Near-perfect hardened clay shot of varying sizes are sold for slingshots, but a cruder version can be made by rolling the wetted clay between the palms until it forms a ball, then baking the ball to form a very hard clay shot that hits with a lot of force and usually explodes into tiny bits. They didn’t have to worry about birds eating the clay shot, and there was no fuss and no muss. It was hard enough to control himself as it was, he didn’t need her actively trying to distract him.She immediately ceased, and looked up at him with heavily lidded eyes and an expression he couldn’t decipher. She lay there, her legs still spread and not trying to hide her naked body from him in any way. Jason got an arousing thrill from looking down into her face as his hand covered her mouth - he hadn’t been aware that he found submission so exciting before.“You need to clean yourself up..