I wondered why they needed a guard on that road. I went into that barand just had to laugh. It looked like a saloon right from the old west.It had an ...ld and dirty wood floor and I had to repress an urge toorder a sarsaparilla from the old man at the bar.It was still early, no later than noon. A few old men were alreadythere drinking boilermakers and they looked half stewed. I took a seatat the bar and ordered a Bud. The old bartender asked me if I was onthe way too Toonwhich and if I was there. I didn’t know who I was going to play with or how I would do it, but I was definitely getting off tonight. I didn’t know where to look first. The naked woman straddling the man in leather pants, her breasts swinging in his face, his teeth catching her nipple each time she fucked herself on him? The man bent over the bench while one woman stroked his cock and a man plunged a dildo in his ass? It was the couple that really caught my eye. Both were still dressed but all over one another. He was. And now... What? Is this a smirk on your face? No way! No fucking way! This all... . Fuck! I don't care what you're doing here. I HAVE to fuck you right now!I go to the side of my bed. Your smirk is getting bigger and my urge is too.You know what's going to happen. I grab your face and press your lips against mine. No resistance- you don't even try to bring any.I feel your tongue entering my mouth! You force your tongue deep down my throat. I let myself fall onto you.I insert my tongue deeper. She jolted, as if she had been shocked ever so slightly. I lifted her up again as her legs tried to pull herself down onto my throbbing cock.I ramming the full length of my iron hard cock into her waiting pussy. Without waiting, I lifted her back up, till just the tip remained, before I slammed her back down again. Over and over I rammed my cock into her hot pussy, building a steady rhythm as her legs clamped around my waist, hands holding onto my shoulder for support.No words came from.