"Saul interrupted with an impatient gesture, "Jesse, Colorado has more lost gold mine stories than an old woman has complaints. Get to the point." Wel..., it seems there was supposed to be a cache of gold buried up on my ranch back in the early to mid eighteen hundreds, the Reyes expedition. The gold may have been mined locally. I have a map on a piece of very old parchment. It shows a cave where the gold is supposed to be." He stopped and stared hard at his friend, "We found the cave." So? And. God how that stud is stretching me open! My muffled cries mix with the sounds of my gurgling gagging sucks as he pounds me towards yet another wild climax. Roger sits across my hips and slams straight down into my writhing cunt. I shudder with one orgasm after another as fire shoots from my cunt to my throat and back again. Roger is clutching my pair of 34 c tits, holding them for much greater purchase so he can bang my little fire box even deeper and faster. Oh God how I love the way that. Part one time, part another time, you tell us," the native responded."Did we tell you this before the explosions in the sky?" she asked.The response came more slowly. "Perhaps, small part. Most after." Yes," she said. "Most after. That's why we didn't tell you the truth about the explosions in the sky at that time. We were afraid you wouldn't understand. We're still afraid you won't understand."She took a deep breath. "There are fifty of us on the mothership, Joe," she began. "Forty-eight of us. ” I just stand for a minute not knowing what to do, but of course that doesn’t last too long. I take the crop and slap across each ass cheek, one……. two…… three…… four…… each side. She doesn’t jump much, but the welts start to rise as I can hear her whimpering. Grabbing her hair and pulling her to her feet, then pushing her across the back of the couch. Her face in the cushions, her ass in the air, I go back to whipping her with the crop. The welts criss cross her cheeks when I finally stop. “.