She had such a wonderful laugh. I reached for her hand and held it, as we walked through the gardens."What is Lord Fithian doing to train The Dragon R...ders?" Darla asked curuously."He has them going after the smugglers. So far, in just the two weeks they have been doing anti-smuggling operations, the city has made over 1000 golds' worth of seized ships, cargo, and fines. Darla, a gold goes a long long way in this world."So does a silver, or even coppers. I am impressed with how little things. Not only was the price reasonable, but it tasted like the cook knew what he was doing.She left the restaurant for the attached saloon (was that why it was called the "Union" hotel?) to inquire about Curly Johnson. She bought a beer, which she was developing a taste for, by now, and engaged the bartender in conversation. The bartender insisted that he had never heard of Curly Johnson, or anybody who looked like him, so Jane was somewhat taken aback. Had she come this far for nothing? She thanked. Or you don’t think of anyone except yourself. Now just shut up and let me do this.” She pushed my hand out of the way, positioned my prick and impaled herself on it. I couldn’t believe it. My pecker was up my sister’s snatch.“I don’t understand,” I gasped. This wasn’t an effort to talk Tracy out of what she was doing. It felt too good.“I’m not surprised,” Tracy replied as she continued to bounce up and down on my boner. “I gave you the green light and every chance in the book to seduce. She looked up to me after a moment as if to check if I was OK but before I could answer I felt a pair of hands wrap around my waist and grab onto my near erect, Viagra enhanced, cock.I looked back and there was the youngish girl that had previously been sitting in the bar."Well hello," I said and I noticed that as I did so, Lisa lay back and grabbed one of the spare cocks by her side. One of the other men moved over to the other side of the swing and Lisa now had a cock in each hand, one in her.