I wonder if you are thinking about what he would do if he knew who you were. I wonder if maybe the two of you have already been together.He speeds up...the pace of his strokes, his hand on the back of your head even though you really can’t move it. His other hand is on his hip as it moves back and forth, burying his cock deep in your open mouth with each thrust. His head tilts back as he explodes inside you, shooting his jizz down your throat. I watch as it spills out and mixes with your drool.. I almost came on the spot. ‘You’re late, worm.’ She let me enter, but looked pissed. ‘On your knees,’ she turned and bent at the waist presenting her satin rear to me, ‘What is the proper way to greet me?’ I remembered the other day and buried my face into her soft folds kissing profusely. ‘That’s enough,’ she turned bending towards me, ‘Strip those clothes off, everything but the panties,’ I felt a raging fire burning my face as I stumbled through her order, not to mention a raging hardon.. My clothes were also filthy, but I had a change in my saddlebags. The town had a barber with a bath facility, so I left the saloon to get cleaned up. They knew where I was going, in case the marshal wanted to talk to me.I actually felt human an hour later as I left the barber shop. It was fairly late in the day, so I found the saloon which had rooms for rent. I booked a room and went for supper. After supper, I made the rounds of the three saloons in town before going to bed.I left the next. "Get up and sit next to me!" he said,patting the seat beside him on the settee.Obediently, Susan stood and sat beside her Grandfather who gentlyturned her to face him then firmly pushed her back so that she waslying with her head on the cushions. Susan watched her Grandfather'seyes savouring her prostrate, submissive, willing body and she closedher eyes with a contented sigh, and could almost feeling his eyestaking in her small, fragile body and wondering what he was going toask her to do for.