I wake up the next morning to Alice’s mouth on my cock. It qualifies as the nicest wake up I’ve gotten since Myrtle Beach. We make quick but quite...satisfying love and get ourselves out on the road again. By mid-day we are tooling south with the Rockies to our right and Colorado Springs behind us. I have a hotel room reserved for the night in Raton, New Mexico. We arrive after dark, check in, and easily find a nearby place to eat. We return and retire for the night. We put some miles under us. The wagon also contained a supply of farm implements that we could sell. There were two mules to pull this wagon, and the wagon itself was in excellent condition, except for a few lead slugs buried in the walls of the wagon bed.On top of everything else, we found two more Starr DAs, but these had not been converted to Henry cartridges yet. Well, we had the money to fix that when we found a capable gunsmith. Based on what had happened today, it was obvious that both Mary and I could use two. "In a few minutes they were dressed; Roger had pulled on Catalina's father's old Red Wing boots for good luck, or something. He wasn't exactly sure why, but it seemed like a good idea to wear them. A few hours before they'd set the timer on the coffee pot, and the aroma of fresh coffee filled the kitchen. They poured travel mugs full, and put the rest in a thermos to take with them. Soon they were in the Mustang, heading for the auction.Wychbold seemed dead at that hour. It was indeed dead;. She was going to cum. And she did, violently, like an explosion went off inside her. When Bull saw her body tighten, slipping into her orgasmic state, he shoved the bottles back up her burying them deep in her body again. Barbara’s body convulsed, it shook, it shattered her as she came over and over. Bull became overwhelmed with excitement with what he was doing to this lovely creature, his cock was ready to explode again. He moved up straddling Barbara’s face jerking his thirteen inches of.