He was a convicted murderer, highway man, and would be gunfighter. I asked if either Ed or Esteban knew how many saloons there were in Mesilla.Ed said... “There are only three saloons in Mesilla but there are more than twenty cantinas.”I looked at the warrant and then back up at Ed and the rest. “I don’t think Shifty is the cantina type, so we’ll check the saloons before going back to Las Cruces. Anna, please give Esteban your shotgun and I’ll give Ed my revolver. Ed, give me your horse pistol so. It was hot and slimy, and I could feel little bumps which made me even hornier. I kept eating her pussy with a fury and unbuttoned my pants and slid them off. I lifted her butt and legs up a little licked my finger and began to go reached back to her butt hole. She gasped but made to effort to stop my as I gnawed at her pussy and made circular pushing motions on her tight star. She began to reach for the gigantic tent in my pants and pushed my dick through, but I told her not quite yet and spun. I tossed her the other robe and went to let our guests in.Two women entered the room carrying portable massage tables. I greeted them and they began setting up in the outer room.Melanie curiously emerged from the bedroom, her eyes wide at my surprise. The masseurs laid us face down on the tables and put towels over our naked bodies.The next hour was the most relaxing of my life. Melanie was right next to me. We even held hands for part of the time. From the grunts and groans I could tell she. “Oh, I will be sure to bring you all of your food from now on,” Chad said.Dean shut the door behind him and turned to see Tiffani still convulsing from her orgasms. He had already turned off the tickler so she could relax a little bit. She still had some of Chad running down her chin so he walked over to her, knelt down, and pulled her head into his chest. With his other hand, he gathered Chad’s remaining sperm off her face and held it out like a lollipop for her to suck on.“Aren’t you going to.