He stopped a young boy from entering the store.“Hey, Tommy, over here,” he whispered with his finger to his lips, making the universal shushing si...nal. “Go run for the Sheriff. There will be trouble here soon. Be quick and there’ll be two bits for you when you get back.”The lad took off at a gallop. The men at the counter were ignorant of that action. Clint moved to position himself so that he’d have a good line of sight for each gunman without endangering Mr. Jorgensen, who was behind the. Instead Joan wiggled around till the dripping mouth of her cunt was right over the fat purple head of his prick. Then she plunged herself down on it, impaling her starved pussy on the thick iron- hard shaft of his cock."Ahhhhhhh, yesssssss!" she moaned."What the hell?" Don yelped.He opened his eyes to see Joan sitting on his cock with a happy grin on her face. She was fully skewered on his prick, and only his big hairy balls were showing. Her steamy tight cunt gripped and squeezed his. She says she can go alone, but, of course, that’s impossible, especially these days.” The old lady made a face and folded her fan. She handed me a heavy little purse. “Eat well and sleep secure,” she said, arching her eyebrow at me. “And both of you, mind your manners.”The girl mounted a young gelding, swinging her leg over the saddle in a most-unladylike manner, and I got on my trusted mare, and we were off on a cool morning, heading north and a bit east when we got the chance. The roads were. ” she says awkwardly. There is no reply, but she hears my rapid breathing behind her. Then my hands grasp her hips and pull her backwards against my body. She starts to protest, but she stops. She feels my rock hard erection pressing urgently against her soft ass. My hands slide down the tops of her legs to the hem of her skirt and then start back up across the insides of her thighs, taking the skirt with it. My hands caressing the sensitive insides of her thighs, I start to squeeze, almost to.