Van's pace picked up, his cock slamming into her. He held hard in her for a couple of seconds, then drew back and slammed forward again, his body trem...ling as his cock spewed semen against her cervix. Her scream brought Paulette back to the world, her finger again working madly at her clit.An hour later, as Van staggered to the bathroom to relieve himself and get a washcloth and towel for his wife, Paulette struggled to her feet, quietly pulled the door fully closed, then made her way. As I entered the last car in line, a woman shouted, "THE BANDIT JUST RAN OUT THE REAR DOOR!" I turned around and ran to the platform I had just crossed and looked around the cars. I saw the man running toward the brush where I supposed his horse to be. In any case, I fired three shots at him and missed, but my fourth hit him somewhere and knocked him down. His gun went flying away from him, so I had time to reload.He did not move in that time, so I figured that he was no longer a problem and. After my week of “vacation” it was time to go back to work and was shocked when I opened my boxes of clothes to find none of my “regular” work clothes were here. All my obscenely tight skinny jeans and short shorts and of course all my “trap” outfits which I cannot wear to work (they are almost to indecent to wear to the clubs) were all I could find. I screamed for Paul who came ambling into the room where my boxes were stored. “Where are all my work clothes ... I can’t go to work in any of. "Okay, Honey, he's in," Candace interrupted, "You can go back to sucking on my clitty!"' ... And maybe not, ' Beth mused, mildly disgusted. With Candace aggressively hunting after her end, it didn't seem like Beth was going to be able to have that kind of attention to spare. 'Can I touch myself?' she wondered, meanwhile re-engaging Candace's bald cunt. Roy wouldn't have let her -- but Candace wasn't Roy, by a long shot. On the other hand -- well, on the other hand she really didn't HAVE any.