She has a small one with her. Might be worth something to a slaver don't you think?" The bandit on horseback asked the other bandit looking at the you...g boy holding the spot where he was kicked. That's when Charisa pulled out her father pistol loose from her belt and shot the bandit holding her by her hair directly in the face. Catching him by complete surprise as his head wiped back from the iron ball impact. "You little shit!" The bandit on horseback yelled out as he pulled his cleaver out. She tried to give her best tough face, but she only half believed herself as she said, "I wish you wouldn't do that." "Do you really?" He asked as he moved both hands down both her arms this time, gently pressing his nails into her skin. A tiny moan crossed her lips. "Ha, that is delightful." She sat abruptly on the edge of the table before her knees gave out. Her hands came up and caught him by the elbows before he could move back out of her reach like he always did. She gently drew her nails. I didn’t know who she was or where she came from but I was enjoying what I was seeing. ‘He said you’d be late’, she said. ‘Who did? And who are you?’ ‘You can call me Cher, baby. And your b*****r told me to treat you nicely on your birthday.’ My birthday wasn’t until the following day. Cher handed me a card. A naughty little birthday card with a girl sunbathing. I recognized my b*****r’s handwriting telling me happy birthday and have fun. Below it was the location of the Big Ts strip club,. I want all your black dick. Fuck me fuck meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee." I held her hips still and began to fire up into her as hard and as deep as I could. Her body was convulsing as I assaulted her tight silky pussy. Her breast heaved violently as I drilled her. She screamed louder and louder as I pounded away at her honey pot.I was loving the sensation, lost in the lust and enthralled at the sight of her small body being overcome by orgasm and wracked by the force of my power fucking. One camera showed.