If Cassandra's response to their fist kiss had been pure reflex, and the second was her actually getting into her first lesbian encounter, this one sh... was turning into a competition. Her tongue practically dueled with Jennifer's within their mouths as she pushed forward aggressively.Jennifer ended the kiss by pushing Cassandra down onto her back again, then straddled her face and lowered herself to the other girl's wet slit for a sixty-nine position. She heard Cassandra moan as she once more. Of course, they stank anyway, since it was obvious that it had been many days since their last bath, but this was a more pervasive stink that was beginning to trouble my horses and mule. The marshal noticed the odor, too, but he was able to get close enough to make an identification of the bodies. Nevertheless, he did shoo me toward the undertaker with more vigor than I was sure was his habit.By this time, I was convinced that the mule salesman had not lied to me, so I did not find it necessary. We had our rooms paid for up front in case some people decided to leave their room early. If they gave us a credit card they could pay their bill when they checked out.The first Saturday that Jen had off I asked her if she would like to go dancing and out to dinner. She looked at me with sad eyes."What's the matter Jen?" I asked."I'm going out with Audrey and Phyllis. They asked me yesterday. I'm sorry. Jarrod, I didn't think you wanted to go out with me anymore. You haven't asked me out since. In his early thirties, his preference was watching old ladies piss. Edna, made sure to latch on to him sooner or later. All in all, the meet and greet took an hour and Edna thought she had died and gone to heaven with the sheer amount of kinky sex these guys liked. Edna’s favourite was of course pissing and after drinking several pints of cider she went over to see Peter who was fist fucking a really old bird who had a mammoth cunt. Watching them made her horny and after seeing the old tart cum.