With that muchat stake, neither of them will quit that easily," Jack McCall said.Making the Deal...Earlier that morning, the Oriental men and women, a...ong with everyone else, had turned out to watch the bedraggled little group of Indians come through the gates.So later that Saturday morning, the men from Jack McCall's saloon approached the Oriental men. When they sensed an easy way to make money—they placed very little value on their women anyway—they eagerly accepted.Confident of a sure thing,. . okay,” Cara smiled, still visibly nervous. “Well, I am a photographer,” she continued. “Actually, I want to be a photographer and this place seems like it has so many hidden gems.”She looked up noting a twinge of concern in Amber’s face. “But don’t worry, I have money. Enough for the first month anyway,” Cara assured.“Photographer? Interesting. That still doesn’t explain how you found Huntington?”“Oh. Yes. How I got here. Happenstance, really. I was searching through rustic New England towns.. "Did that first guy make you cum a lot?"Pausing for a moment, she said, "No. I haven't cum yet." Well.let me take care of that for you." I reached out and grabbed her by the hand. I guided her to the bench and had her sit. I spread her legs, got down on the floor in front of her, and started to lick her wet pussy. It was a weird sensation to lick a pussy full of juice, water, and jizz. It was tasty. Her lips were open and her clit was huge. I didn't care if anyone would walk in on us, and I. Now what could go wrong with that? Well, let me tell you, she has gotten out of control. She spends her days spending my money. Its Ok, I’ve got plenty, but she doesn’t ever seem to have time for me. I mean, between the spa and hair appointments, and the drinks at the Country Club with her friends, I rarely see her. The final straw was a month ago when we were at my companies annual Christmas party. She had a little too much to drink and started talking down to some of my employees. It really.