What good would my guns do me?I heard gunfire at a distance. Doors were slamming and there were footsteps in the house. People were shouting, inside a...d out. The door to Laramie’s room flew open, but it wasn’t Laramie who entered. It was an old man, breathing so hard that I thought he’d collapse on the spot. He looked wildly around the room until his eyes lit on my Smith and Wessons.“I know you’re still here, Kyle,” he said as he approached the hat-tree. “I know you watch over them—us—all. I’m. ’ he said. ‘Someone bring me some butter.’ Bill said. ‘I gotta get in this tight little ass before my balls explode.’ The butter was brought and once more Jacques felt that big finger pushing its way into his underused hole. Relax, he told himself. This was the first fuck he had been offered in over eight months and he could not afford to turn it down. ‘Here Bill, let me show you how it’s done.’ Gary, the other blond guy, said. He took a pat of butter and gently teased his fingers over Jacques. So I sat behind. During advertisements, she sat on the bed bending her body towards front watching TV. I was sitting on sofa in a side of the bed. In between, she was looking at me now and then. Since she was bending while sitting, I could see her tits hanging from her body. I could thoroughly see her milky-while arms and some parts of her legs. Now I was totally out of control. A hot wave ran through my entire body. My rod got erected hard. Face heated with lust. There was but her sexy body. Ahhh, big, soft tits, a warm mouth, and pus ... Jase was jerked from his reverie by the sound of distant laughter, female laughter. What the hell? he thought what the shit is going on now? He brought Brax to a halt and looked around.From out of a shallow swale in the landscape ahead, emerged one of the prettiest, three seat, fringed surrey he had seen in a long time. The rig was solid black with scarlet red piping trim, scarlet seat cushions, and scarlet interior to the seat backs.The rig also.