But I'm pretty certain I haven't had one for more than an hour now. I'm no longer enjoying an unusual and exciting sexual experience. When it stops be...ng erotic it's just friction, large bodies slamming into me from behind while I swallow one mouthful of cum after another. I'm tired and I'm sore. As much as I enjoy a good gangbang, this one has gone on long enough and is becoming more than a little unpleasant.The last two men finished with me, eventually. These guys are all at least half past. I took it back to my table. The reading area is a high balcony that overlooks the main level, with bright skylights overhead. I sat down facing out and started to read. The book was laid out like an encyclopedia, in alphabetical order. I looked up vagina, masturbation, and penis. There was even an entry on feet that said See fetishes.What blew me away was that there was a word for everything. Everything I did, everything I felt in the past two days had a name. My button is my clitoris. Those. "Kimmy?" Eliza said, shrugging again, "She likes to mother me a little bit. Her own k**s are out of the house now and she worries about me."Jaime looked at her a long moment, then said, "You get that a lot, don't you? People wanting to protect you? Mother you?" I don't know," she said, uncomfortable, "Yeah, I guess I do." You know," Jaime said, laughing, "Annie threatened to sic Alex on me if I mistreated you. And I bet Tank has a soft spot for you, too." Can we talk about something else," she. The dead mule was removed from the team and dragged from the road. Jane drove the loose horses while the two men drove the two wagons into town to the special train. Hank Rivers took care of the transactions at the train, Ed went for the town marshal, and Jane drove the bandits' horses to the livery stable to sell them and the tack.The horses were all prime stock, so she was able to bargain the owner of the livery stable into paying $25 for each horse and associated tack. The horses were worth.