It was a long dusty, dry trip that took most of four days, with the three nights spent in uncomfortable, hot wayside inns. Yet when the stage pulled t... a stop in El Paso, Faleena felt like she had come home. The laughter, the sounds of a tinny saloon piano, the sights of so many people all put her in a mood of anticipatory euphoria. Now she could live! It didn’t take long to find an inexpensive room at a boarding house but finding a job was more difficult. It took her three days before she. Stroking it, she broke our kiss and moved her lips to my ear, her breath hot on my skin. “I want you to fuck me with this okay? I want to feel your fucking cock inside me,” she groaned into my ear. It was clear that neither of us were thinking straight, too consumed in our lust. Becky was guiding me towards the kitchen counter as her other hand worked her skirt loose. My blood was roaring as I fumbled to get my cock out of my pants, driving to sink into her pussy. It was something of a. The training shoes I'm wearingjust manage to maintain their grip, and by the skin of my teeth I makethe turn. Thank you, Nikes. I'll never take you for granted again.My pursuer is not so lucky. The security guard is in shiny flat shoes,part of his dress uniform. From just behind me I hear him hit theground and skid sideways, hitting some bins with a thunderous crash.That must have hurt, I smile.The surprise the minder got from my sudden turn, and his fall havegiven me a precious few seconds of. She acted like she has never met me before, looked me up and down and introduced herself as Mistress Brook. She advised me that I am not allowed to speak unless spoken too. She walked around me lightly slapping different parts of my body with the flogger and told me by the look of the color of my toes and my panties, I must be a sissy. I guessed it was the cold floor but when I was standing alone under the light, I did not have a hard on. Now that she just lightly slapped me and called me a.