History says that the night the vigilantes cleaned up the town was a fiasco and that most of the outlaws fled town when an excited mob member fired of... his gun too soon. The story says that the gunfire at Belle’s was so heavy that the air was blue with smoke from the gun powder and that an uncountable number of shots were fired. Yet the only casualty was the piano player. Sounds like a battle between Luke Skywalker and the Stormtroopers.Laramie, Wyoming of 1868 was an incredible place.Aubrey. I was proud of you. Once you had him stunned you went in for the ‘fuck him up’ attack. I guess your instructor taught you to ‘make your opponent bleed’. It will either put him out of the fight, or it will just piss him off, luckily you got his pistol.”“Did you really mean, that you would kill hammer on sight?” she asked.“I made that stupid remark, when he was under the gun. What I really should have done was take the thugs gun, then killed him right there. I could have faked the gunman’s. Then she slipped the safety belt off and lifted her ass up against the back of the seat and the whole top half of her body was now outside the car. The wind blew her crop top up and on several chances I caught great flashes of her bare tits and erect nipples. Soon we were on the little side road that lead down to the lake and was pulling into my buddies cabin. I pulled the car down around to the front of the cabin just off the beach on a grassy area where I though I could get some good shots.. She was begging me to fuck her and I was teasing her with the tip of my penis touching her clit and outer lips. With one massive heave I entered her wet cunt for third time that night and began pounding her welcoming pussy in a steady rhythm. This time it was a battle of strength and control. I wanted to maximize the duration for her to enjoy. Licking her armpits was giving me another high and the swaying boobs were asking to me crushed. Shubhi came twice in a few minutes and began begging me.