It sounded like heavenly music.“I can’t hear you.” It was my turn.He moved back and I panicked. Then he dropped to his knees and took my hands i...to his.“Cheyenne, before all these people, I declare my love for you.” He was very formal, but I liked it and my panic turned into wobbly knees. “Will you be my life companion?”“Yes, my love. Yes.”Putting his hands on my naked bottoms, he pulled me closer and he darted his tongue over my clit and slit before he slipped it into my pussy.“There is one. I carefully pull off pajama bottoms to reveal no under wear! I almost felt like she knew this was coming. I started by just looking at her beautiful pussy and the pubic hair as weird as it was the way it was cut like a rectangle was just magnificent. I licked it for a little bit very slowly like. I then made my way to her stomach and with both my hands and pushed her pajama top up revealing both of her large beautiful sexy breasts. I played with them and sucked on them for a little while. After. Sierra was grabbed by six angry and jelous girls and carried kicking and screaming over to a pool table. She was thrown down on it and had the wind knocked out of her. A line up of horny drunk men formed immediately. They paid the nasty bitch $100 each to have their way with Sierra. Sierra was pinned down by men on the pool table. A crowd gathered to watch and cheer. Men knelt around her stroking their beer enraged cocks. Sierras tanned lean legs hung off the edge of the table. First her shirt. So, if they grab your heiferand see a registered brand, they think twice aboutbreeding her.”“Interesting. Doesn’t the branding hurt the heifer?”“Shee-it! It hurts like all bloody hell! It’s good for’em! Makes them remember who their cowboy is!”I could feel Sheila shivering at my feet.“And,” Mac continued, “if a branded heifer is caughtwith another cowboy without her owner’s permission…phew. Shee-it! I hate to tell you.